 The Kraft Foods Company, makers of Kraft quality foods, presents Harold Perry as the great Gildersleeve. Again this week, Bertie and I want to tell you about Gildie's Blade, the wonderful night's spatula now being offered as the premium bargain of the year by Parkay Margeron. You'll hear from Bertie in our next announcement, so have paper and pencil ready for big news from P-A-R-K-A-Y, Parkay Margeron made by Kraft. In summer field, after a hard day at the water department, there's nothing the great Gildersleeve enjoys more than relaxing in a barber chair. Give me a nice close shave, Floyd. Okay, Commiss. You knocked off a little early today, didn't you? Early? You're getting rid of your five o'clock shadow at 4.30. Well, I simply have things well organized at the office, Floyd. When I stop work, the water doesn't stop running. That's sufficiency. Ah, yes it is. You getting prettied up for the Jolly Boys tonight, Commiss? Not exactly, Floyd. In fact, I may be a little late for the meeting. Huh? Why? I promised Miss Milford I'd drive her home from the hospital. She gets off work at 8 o'clock. Well, eat a quack, huh? Well, let's see. It's 10 minutes from the hospital to your little nurse's house. Then you have to walk her up on the porch and say goodnight. Yeah. We'll expect you about 11.30. It doesn't take me that long to say goodnight. I guess not. You did say you was efficient, though, didn't you? All right, Floyd. And take your time, Commiss. The judge is going to be late, too. Oh, what's keeping Horace? He's having his house exterminated. Exterminated? Yeah, it seems he's got ants in his kitchen. The judge has ants? Yeah, and silverfish in his closet. Oh, poor old Horace. Last year was aphids in his rose trellis, and now it's silverfish in his closet. Yeah, he's getting rid of all them things. They're going to seal up the house, you know, and pump it full of test control. Fumigating, eh? Yeah, yeah. The judge is thinking of taking a room in a hotel over the weekend. Wonder why the old goat doesn't stay home and gets sealed in. I've seen moths fly out of his pockets. Uh, you're kidding, ain't you, Commiss? Yes, Floyd. I kind of feel sorry for the old judge having to pack off to a hotel like that. I wish me and Lovey had a room for him. Oh, why don't you take him in, Commiss? He's a fellow Jolly Boy, you know. Floyd, I don't have room for him either. Got more room than anybody else? I've got more family than anybody else, too. Besides, you know how finicky the judge is. Only be for two short days. Floyd, with a judge in your house, there's no such thing as a short day. Can I order another cup of coffee for you, Cuffin? No, thank you. Nice of you to buy my dinner trough, Morton. Glad to do it. I hope you don't mind the hospital coffee shop. Not at all. I wanted what they fed people in hospitals when they weren't in bed. I usually eat earlier, but I became very interested in one of my patients. A lady patient, I suppose. No, a man. Uh, Catherine? Yes. Any of those patients ask you for a date? Oh, no. That's against hospital rules. Love those hospital rules. Of course, sometimes they call up after they leave. What a sneaky thing to do. And I hope this man does. You do? He can hardly wait to get out of the hospital. I'll bet. I'll throt, Morton. He's anxious to get home because he and his wife have just adopted a little orphan. Well, fine, fella. Sorry he's been sick. You know, that's one thing I like about my work. A nurse sees so many people doing wonderful things for others. Oh, yes. This man can't really afford it, but he's giving this little child a home. Well, good for him. I admire him so much. He's so generous and warm-hearted. Well, nobody ever accused me of having a cold heart. What? Come to think of it, I have a pretty warm one. Oh, I know you have. You bet. In fact, I've decided to help somebody out, too. Who's Rock, Morton? Well, poor old judge Hooker is fumigating and has to get out of his house. He's going to a lonely old hotel, but by George, I'm not going to let him. I'm going to insist that he come to my house. Oh, that's thoughtful of you, Rock, Morton. It thrills me when people do nice things like that. I could kiss you. Well? But it's against hospital rules. Hate those hospital rules. Took me an hour at Catherine's front door, but I got around that hospital room. Guess I'm late. There's PB tuning up his violin. Sounds like a cat with his tail in the screen door. The judge is here, too. Hope he doesn't bring his flute to my house. I'd have to go to the hotel. Hey, here's the commiss. Now we can get going. Hi, commiss. Hi, Floyd. Evening, Gelde. Hi, Judge. Hello, PB. Hello, Mr. Gelde. Band practice tonight, fellas? Sure. Get the trombone off the piano, commiss. Give us a blast. Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Where's the chief? He's under the weather tonight, commiss. Too bad. Hope he's better soon. Yeah, I'm taking over the bass drum for tonight. Better tune up, Gelde. Before we start, Judge, I'd like to talk to you about something. We can talk later, Gelde. If I wait any longer, I'll lose my lip. Well, button it up, judge, and let's play. Here's your copy, commiss. A waltz. Well, a merry widow. This ought to be fun. Okay, now everybody follow the music. I hope Mrs. PB won't mind if I follow the merry widow. PB. Okay, fellas, let's go. Wait a minute, Floyd. Give me a chance to warm up. Okay. You're warm. Did you break it, Mr. Gelde? Yep. All right, PB. Okay, now let's go, gang. Look, when we come to the judge's solo part, everybody lay off. No, the judge has a solo, eh? Okay, now, a one, a two. Here we go. Full orchestra. I think we're showing definite improvement. Don't you think so, PB? No, no, I wouldn't say no. Very good, PB. Let's all relax and open a coke, huh? I want to talk to the judge anyway. By the way, Judge, how's the fumigating coming along at your house? I'm inter-starting in the morning, PB. I'm checking into a hotel tonight. Judge, that's what I want to talk to you about. Well? I'm not going to have an old friend of mine staying at a hotel. You're coming to my house. Hey, I thought you meant... No, Floyd. Judge, you must come home with me. Well, thank you for the kind invitation, Gelde, but I'm looking forward to staying at the hotel. You can't do that, Judge. I'll consider it a personal insult if you don't accept my warm hearted hospitality. My, my. The commission must have an ankle. No, Floyd. How about it, Judge? But, Gelde, I've only inconvenienced you. Oh, no, not you, Horace. At the hotel, I'll have complete privacy, maid service, bellboy. Well, we've got Bertie and Leroy can be the bellboy. You've got to come, Judge. Gelde, why insist? It can't mean that much to you. Oh, yes, it does. What are you trying to do? Show me up in front of Catherine? What? Nothing, Judge. Say you'll come. Well... Don't you think he should stay with us, PB? Well, hotels are a little expensive. Say that's right. At least when I leave Gelde's house, he won't present me with a bill. Well, now I will. All right. Gelde, I've decided to come. I can't resist such a sincere invitation. Well, I'm glad you can't, Judge. Now, where are your bags? They're in my car. So is my rowing machine. Rowing machine? Oh, I wouldn't think of going anywhere without it, Gelde. I get up every morning at six o'clock for an hour's exercise. Six o'clock, Judge? Of course. That's why I'm so robust. Robust? Rowing at six o'clock? What a bust this weekend's gonna be. We'll return to the great Gelde sleeve in just a minute. You've probably all heard about Gelde's Blade, the amazing knife spatula we're offering as a phenomenal premium bargain on this program. 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Rather than have Judge Hooker go to a hotel while his house is closed, the water commissioner is invited in to stay at his house for a couple of days. Are you sure I won't be overcrowding you, Gelde? Of course not, Judge. I should have thought to invite you sooner. Well, it's most considerate of you to take me in and give me a rip over my head. I don't you mention it, Horace. As Samuel Taylor Coleridge so aptly said, friendship is a sheltering tree. Oh, the joys that come down shower like a friendship. Quiet, Judge. We don't want to awaken the little family. Oh, I'll be as quiet as a mouse. Where shall I put my bag? We'll put them right here in the den. Very well. Now, let's get my rowing machine. Oh, yes, your rowing machine. Are you sure my luggage won't be in your way here, Gelde? My way? Well, Judge, I thought you'd like to sleep here in the den. More private. Huh? Don't lair at the couch, Judge. It pulls out into a nice, soft bed. Does it? Let's see. Needs oiling, I guess. What makes it so lumpy? Lumpy? Judge, it's very comfortable. It's a faithful old horse hair couch. Well, I don't want to speak ill of a faithful old horse. But I just remembered, Gelde. I'm allergic to horse hair. What? Judge, you're just saying that. I'm not, Gelde. Let's put my things back in the car. I better check into a hotel. Of course. There's somebody in every room in the house except mine. Oh. All right. I'll sleep down here. You can have my room. Grab that end of the sheet, Judge. It can help me put on the clean linen. Didn't anybody know I was coming, Gelde? Well, I didn't have time to prepare for you. I didn't know you had your bags in the car tonight. The sheet, please, Judge. Oh, yeah. It's been a long time since I've made up a bed. Well, it's not exactly in my line either. Tuck in the corners, Judge. I can't tuck in the corners. The bed's against the wall. I know it. All you gotta do is push it away from the wall. Very well. Shh. Not so loud. You'll wake up the family. Now push. I'm pushing. Catch the nightstand. The alarm clock. Yes, yes. It can't be time to get up. Very funny. Hey, what's going on here? Leroy. Lovely, Roy. Oh, it's Judge Hooker. I thought you caught a burglar. No, Leroy. The judge is staying a couple of days. Uncle Morty, you dreaming? No, Marjorie. I wish I was. Go back to bed. You too, Leroy. I'm sorry. I disturbed the household. Well, at least we didn't wake up birdie. The judge is right. This is a lumpy couch. Horse hair. What's the left of the horse in it? What was that? Oh, that big spring that snaps the back of it up. Open holes. Never did trust these folding attractions. The judge is right. This is a lumpy couch. Horse hair. What's the left of the horse in it? What was that? That big spring that snaps the back of it up. What kind of attractions? Just have to lie still. That's all. A thing like this could throw a man out of bed. Judge is a bother, but it's nice to know you're doing somebody a good turn. Makes you feel good. Glad everything's quieted down. Rival, rival, rival, rival. Must be Leroy. Yes, he can't sleep. Too bad we awakened a little fellow. Who is it, Leroy? It's I, Gilly. I just wanted to say good night to my host. Good night. What a night shirt. The old goat looks like a zebra. Everything settled at last. I'd be more comfortable on the floor. Didn't mean to frighten you. Looking for a place to shave, Bertie. Yes, sir. Judge, look, he's shaving in the bathroom. Yeah, he's been primping for an hour. Of course, it takes quite a while for the judge to make himself presentable. I think it's mighty nice of you to invite the judge over. Yeah, nice. Bertie, can I have a basin of hot water? I'll shave out here on the service porch. Morning, Leroy. Well, Leroy. What's for breakfast? Leroy, you're not ready for breakfast. You haven't even combed your hair. Yeah, I know. Well, I'm sorry you haven't had a chance to clean up. Who's squawking? Bertie, make that two pans of hot water. Oh, for corn's sake. It'll take a little while to heat it. The judge uses a powerful lot of hot water, and I was going to wash clothes this morning. Oh. But it's nice to have the judge around. Good morning, everybody. Good morning, buddy. Bertie's got another wash pan for lunch. Never mind. Everything's clear upstairs now. It's about time. The judge will be down in a minute. Now, here's what he wants for breakfast, Bertie. He wrote it out? He's on a health diet. Oh, my goodness. Well, I'll be glad to fix whatever the judge wants. Carrot juice? One piece a whole wheat toast with the crust cut off. He's certainly got his crust. Cocoa made with skim milk. And what's this he's got on here about an egg, Mr. Gisley? Oh, he wants it coddled, Bertie. Well, Bertie better get busy. I can see she's got a lot of codling to do. Now, Bertie, like you say, it's nice to have the judge around. Yes. Commissioner, you've had a long day at the water department. I guess the judge is home already. There's this little cape hanging on the hall tree. Even, Mr. Gisley? Oh, Bertie, what are we having for dinner? I'm glad you asked me that. We haven't barley broth. Broth? Green salad with no dressing, boiled rice, and eggplant instead of meat. Eggplant? That's coddled. That's what the judge ordered. Well, Bertie, we should have something the little family likes. Mr. Gisley, you said accommodate the judge. That's what you said. But... And that's what he ordered. Bertie can't cook to please everybody. This ain't no hotel. Big hearted coddled egg gilder sleeve. Wonderful dinner. The eggplant was delicious. Yeah. Shall we get out the checkerboard this evening? Judge, I thought I might drop over and see Catherine this evening. You and I have been seeing quite a lot of each other. Very well. I suppose we know each other well enough so that you can go off and leave me alone in the house. All right, judge, we'll play checkers. Yeah, Bertie, who can sleep with that rowing machine going? He made me seasick. I'll bet he's paddled 50 miles this morning. Now he's a riverboat. But a whole breakfast, Bertie. We're waiting for the Robert E. Lee. I'm going to play checkers tonight. Marjorie, do you and Bronco mind if I have the parlor this evening? But you and Judge Hooker had it last night. I thought this was his evening to leave. Well, it is. But he may want to hang around. That's why I've cooked up a little plan. A plan? Yeah, a humdinger too. I'm having Catherine over. Oh. Yeah, when he sees I have a date, he'll surely leave. Of course, I've enjoyed having the judge, but he'll leave. All right, Anki. You and Miss Milford can have the parlor. Thank you, my dear. You're a sly gilder sleeve. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Nice of you to come over to Catherine. Oh, I understand, Throckmorton. After all, you have a guest in the house. Yeah, and I couldn't leave until he leaves. And he'd be leaving any minute. Then we'll have the parlor all to ourselves. Oh. Yep. Leroy's over at Piggies. Bertie stacked the dishes and went to a movie. She did? Nerves. Oh, here he comes now. Guess he's all packed. Good evening, Miss Milford. Hello, Judge. Judge, where are you? My bags? I mean, can I help you pack? Thank you, Gilder, but I'm not ready to go yet. Oh? Thought you might be ready. This was the night we lose you, isn't it? Won't you sit down, Judge? Thank you. Well, what are you two doing for amusement? Well... Miss Milford, perhaps you'd like to see my stereopticon slides. Thank you, Judge, but I see quite a few slides at the hospital. Oh, but those are germs. I bet you haven't seen Old Faithful in Yellowstone Park. Old Faithful, if I didn't know a judge so well, I'd turn off his water. Let me go get the slide. Judge, don't go and pack your bag. It doesn't pack yet. Well, let's go pack it. As host, I think I should help you. Gildy, I'm not ready to go yet. Oh, my goodness. Excuse me, Catherine Dorbell. I'll get it, Gildy. I'm sure it's for me. For you? You know, Trock Morton, it was awfully nice of you to take the judge in like this. I'm the guy who's been taken in. What? Catherine, sometimes a man can have more heart than common sense. I was right, Gildy. It was for me. A little something I ordered from downtown. Oh, a life preserver for your rowing machine? Matter of fact, Gildy, it's for you. What? That package? A small token of my esteem for you personally. Oh, thank you. A small token of my esteem for you personally. And in appreciation of your warm hospitality these two days. Oh, judge, you shouldn't have done it. In such a big package. What's in it? Why don't you open it and find out? It's a humidor of 50 cigars. 50 cigars? The very finest quality. Isn't that nice? Well, judge, I don't know how to thank you. Not at all, Gildy. That's why I couldn't leave. I had to wait for your present to arrive. Why, of course. This was mighty thoughtful of you, judge. What a real friend. Hope I didn't give you the impression I was trying to hurry off. And I hope that I haven't been a nuisance while here. No. Been a real pleasure, judge. Mmm, cigars smell good. Think I'll like one. Judge, come over any time. My home is your home, old friend. You're always welcome. Thank you, Gildy. As a matter of fact, since my house is closed, I've been thinking it'd be a good time to have it painted. And it'll only take another three days. I knew these cigars were loaded. We'll hear from the great Gildy Sleeve again very shortly. Don't forget what Bertie told you. Send for one of Gildy's blades. Get this $2 knife spatula for only 50 cents. The label or wrapper from a loaf of bread and the red end flap of a package of Parquet margarine. Send your half dollar, your bread label or wrapper, and your Parquet red end flap to Craft Foods Company. Box 5939, Chicago 77. Craft Foods Company. Box 5939, Chicago 77. And hurry, this offer is for a limited time only. Just a moment, Leigh Roy. Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to take a moment to thank the city fathers of the village of Upper Sandusky, Ohio for making me their honorary water commissioner. And the community of Palm Desert, California, near Palm Springs, and the Shadow Mountain Club for appointing me honorary hot water commissioner. Gosh, a hot and cold running water commissioner. Yes. Good night, folks. The great Gildy Sleeve is played by Harold Perry. This show is written by Paul West, John Elliott, and Andy White, with music by Jack Meakin. Included in the cast are Walter Kentley, Mary Lee Robb, Lillian Randolph, Kathy Lewis, Earl Ross, and Vick LeGrand. This is Jay Stewart saying good night for the Craft Foods Company, makers of the famous line of craft quality food products. Hot water commissioner. Be sure to listen in next Wednesday and every Wednesday for the further adventures of the great Gildy Sleeve. Here's a taste test that counts. Try any meat without mustard. 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