 The Kraft Food Company presents Harold Perry as the Great Gildersleeve. Yes, indeed. The Great Gildersleeve is brought to you by the Kraft Foods Company makers of Par K. Margeron. Every day, millions of women all over America serve Par K. Margeron because it tastes so good. To market, to market, to get some Par K. Home again, home again, Friday to day. You like it, you love it, like millions who say their favorite's Margeron meat. P-A-R-K-A-Y Par K. Margeron made by Kraft. Well, it's Saturday morning and that means a late breakfast in the Gildersleeve household. The great man has consumed a hearty meal, topped off by three waffles. He dataly pats his lips with his napkin, loosens his belt a notch, and leans contentedly back in his chair. Oh, do you want that last waffle? No, you can have it, my boy. Thanks. Leroy, don't stab at it. You're not harpooning a whale, you know. Okay, aren't you going to the office this morning? Margery, not much use going down for half day. Besides, I have a few things to do. Get my suit pressed, shoes shined. That's right. You do have a date with Adeline Fairchild this afternoon, don't you? Well, it's not exactly a date. She's just having me over for tea. Tea? My, how elegant. Yeah, just an old Southern custom, I guess. Mailman! Okay! Hey, L, can I have a quarter to go to the movies this afternoon? Yeah, we'll see. They got swell Western with Tex Gillum, the singing cowboy. I've heard of him. He sings through his nose. Can I go? I suppose so. Any mail for me, Bertie? Yes, there's one letter for you. Looks like them Easter Seals you get every year. Oh, yes. Well, I mustn't forget to send them a check. Everyone ought to buy Easter Seals. Wonderful way to help all those children who need it. Yes, it sure is. Is there any more mail, Bertie? Well, there's one more letter, but it's not for you, Miss Gillsey. Is it for me? No, it's just one, and that's for Leroy. Leroy? That's right. Here you are, Leroy. Gee, thanks. I don't know who it's from, but it sure smells nice. It's addressed to Master Leroy Forrest. Who's it from, Leroy? Gee, I don't know. We'll open it. You can't. Marjorie, we don't read other people's mail. What does it say, Leroy? Nothing, Uncle. What is it, my boy? You can tell your old uncle? Well, it's just an invitation to an old party next week. Well, that's wonderful. Who's giving the party? Oh, a new girl at school. Helen Moore. She's a pest. Now, Leroy, I'll bet she's a very nice little girl. She's a pest. She's always hanging around during recess trying to talk to me. She's probably just trying to get acquainted. Who wants to get acquainted with girls? No. Girls are pests. But Leroy, that party sounds like a lot of fun, and I'm sure you'll have a good time. I'm not going to a old party. What? Who wants to play a lot of sissy games? Blind men, buff, pin the tail on the donkey. Yes. There's nothing wrong with that, my boy. I used to enjoy playing games when I was a boy. Especially post office. Now I want a dash. I want to go gliding around the floor with some giggling little twerp. One, two, three. One, two, three. Oh, my goodness. I won't go. Now look here, Leroy. It's no use, Uncle. He's hopeless. I'll handle this, my dear. Leroy, I think it's time you changed your attitude about these things. Acquired a few social racers. Going to parties is good for you. It teaches you to get along with people. You don't want to grow up to be a hermit and live off in the cave somewhere. I'd rather live in a cave and grow up with girls. You gods. Just because you like girls doesn't mean I have to. Leroy. You're going to that party. I don't want to go. Well, you are. I don't want any silly arguments. I'll go off and live in a cave. Leroy, you may go to your cave. I mean go to your rooms. And you'll stay there all afternoon. But you said I could go to a movie. Well, you're not going. By George's time, you learned a little discipline. Oh, Uncle, you don't have to be so... Never mind. Go on, young man. Up to your room. March. Children. Good morning, Pee-Vee. Well, hello, Mr. Gellison. What can I do? My, if you don't mind my saying so, you look a little down in the mouth. Oh, well, I had a little trouble with Leroy this morning. You know, Pee-Vee raising children is a trial sometimes. Yes, sir. Yes, it is. Of course, I wouldn't know. All Mrs. Pee-Vee and I have a race. Is your parrot. Polly has given us a lot of joy, though. I'll never forget how proudly we were when she first learned to talk. Okay, Pee-Vee. Her first words were, Polly, once you crack her. Pee-Vee, Leroy is no parrot. No, I guess he isn't. What kind of trouble have you been having with him, Mr. Gellison? Well, some little girl invited him to a party and he refuses to go. I guess I was a little harsh with him. But he exasperates me, Pee-Vee, so stubborn. Well, maybe Leroy is just a little shy about girls. Leroy shy? Well, most little fellows are. I knew I was. First party I went to, I was so shy, I hid in the broom closet all afternoon. Just came out when they served the ice cream. Well, if you'll excuse my saying so, Pee-Vee, you were probably an odd little boy. Oh, no, I wouldn't say that. I wasn't odd at all. Pee-Vee, I didn't mean... I was a real red-breaded American boy. I know, I was. I used to play kick to can, catch polywags and collect McKinley buttons. I didn't say it. I was a regular harem scoundrel. All right. Well, I'll never forget the time I sneaked out behind a barn and I ate a whole package of chocolate cigarette. Yes. And I didn't even get sick. But heaven's sake, dear. If you don't mind my saying so, Mr. Gildersleeve, I just don't think you understand children very well. I don't? What do you think I was when I was young? Probably a fat little boy. Oh! Now look here, Pee-Vee. I don't need any advice from you. Well, in that case, I won't give you any. Well, go. Well, I won't. Good day. Good day. Where is everybody? Well, Margie went out a little while ago. And Lee Roy's up in his room. Oh, yes. Yes, sir. He's still up there. I know, buddy. That's where he is. All by himself. Up in his room. Okay, buddy. Been up there all morning. Up in his room. Well, I haven't looked at the paper yet. Pee-Vee. What does he know about raising children? He and his parrot. Yes, I know how to bring up my own nephew. All he needs is a little discipline. Lee Roy. Shy. He's just stubborn, that's all. If I said any boy, be afraid of girls. I wasn't. At least I don't think I was. Let me see. Remember the time my father wanted me to go to dancing school? He called me into his study. I can still see him standing there. Angrily fingering his gold watch chain. Glock Morton. Yes, papa? I thought I told you to report to Miss Thorpe's dancing school this afternoon. I did, papa. But I looked in and then I ran away. Jumpin' G-Hotlet ran away? What on earth for? Well, there were girls in there. Of course there were girls. What did you expect to see? Water buffaloes? Well, papa, when they saw me, they started to giggle. And one of the girls said, Look, here comes fatty britches. You need gods and little minnows. And blow your nose. Young man, you're going back to dancing school tomorrow. I won't go, papa. I won't go. Very well, Glock Morton, if you insist on being stubborn, you stay here in my study until you change your mind. He'll call me fatty britches. Why doesn't papa understand? Why doesn't papa understand? Why doesn't he? That was a long time ago. Funny how you forget those things. I remember now how unhappy I was that day. What have you been doing, my boy? Listening to the radio? Been reading your little comic books? What have you been doing? Just sitting here. Sitting on the bed, eh? At least it's soft and comfortable. Mind if I just sit down here next to you? No, if you want to. Thank you. Nice and comfortable. Little squeaky. Well, what have you been doing? I mean... Lee Roy? Yeah? I'd like to have a little talk with you, my boy. Okay. I'm afraid I wasn't very understanding this morning, Lee Roy. That's all right. Grown-ups forget a lot of things sometimes. You know, a long time ago, I was a little boy just like you. Weren't you fatter? Yeah. Well, yes, I guess I was a little, maybe. You know, when I was your age, I felt the same way about girls as you do, Lee Roy. I was a little afraid of them. Oh, who's afraid of girls? I just don't like them, that's all. We're gonna let you all the time. That's all right, I understand, my boy. Lee Roy, maybe I should explain a few things about girls. Girls, my boy, are... well, they're... girls are... Well, anyway, you'll learn to like them when you grow older. I did. You sure did, Aunt. Well, girls aren't so bad when you get to know them, Lee Roy. Anyway, I have a little plan. A plan? Yeah, now you call this little girl as Helen Moore and invite her over for a little visit this afternoon. What? Now let me finish, Lee Roy. You'll get better acquainted that way than you won't mind going to her party. Oh, for Christ's sake! Now it won't be so bad. I'll stay with you all the time. In fact, I'll drive you over together. Well, Aunt, I thought you had a date this afternoon. Well, I do, but I'll be a little late. I'll make that sacrifice for you, my boy. Oh, well... I'm doing this for you, Lee Roy. I just want to help you. Of course, it's up to you. I don't want to force it on you. If you don't want to call her, you don't have to. Okay, now what? Yes, you will. You'll call right now. And blow your nose. We'll be back with a great gilded sleeve in just a minute. You know, I met Gildy's niece, Marjorie, coming home from school the other day. Her arms were loaded with books, so I said, that homework for tonight, Marjorie? Yep, got an exam in Home Economics. Home Economics? Say, did you know that Parquet Marjorin is economical? Why, Parquet actually cost less today than it did a year ago. Mr. Walt, I doubt that Parquet will come up in the exam. Well, it should. Everyone should learn about delicious Parquet Marjorin. It's made by craft. It's made from only the choice products of American farms. Tasty Parquet is really... But I know how good Parquet is. We always use it at home. Well, then you know Parquet is the perfect topping for rolls, muffins, pancakes, and waffles as well as bread. That smooth, rich, fresh flavor makes it a favorite in millions of homes. This exam is mostly concerned with nourishment and diet and vitamins. Vitamins, Marjorie. There are 15,000 units of essential vitamin A in every pound of Parquet. Appetizing, wholesome Parquet is just as nourishing as it is delicious. Be sure to try it. Millions of women have learned that Parquet Marjorin is a perfect spread. It tastes so good. That's P-A-R-K-A-Y made by craft. And now back to the Great Gilders League. Well, this is not Leroy's lucky day. His little admirer, Helen Moore, eagerly accepted his invitation to be his guest for the afternoon. At the moment, Leroy is reluctantly dressing up for the occasion under the supervision of the great man himself. Straighten out your tie, Leroy. It's almost under your ear. Okay. Now turn around. Let me look at you. That suit's getting a little tight as... what's that bulge in your coat pocket? Huh? Come here. Let me see what you got in there. A... A slingshot. Rusty nails. An old doorknob. Oh, my goodness. You're a traveling junk shop. I'm saving those things. Well, don't save them in your Sunday suit, Leroy. Let's have a final inspection here. Leroy, when did you get a haircut last? Well, I got one around Christmas. Christmas? What year may I ask? You can't call for a girl with your hair looking like that? Oh, boy, then I don't have to go. Just a minute. Not getting out of it that easy. Come on, young man. We'll make a detour at the barbershop. And let's hurry. I've got a date, too, you know. Hello, Floyd. Well, Leroy. Oh, Mr. Monson. Leroy would like to have his haircut, Floyd. Sure. Hop right up in the chair, Leroy. Guess I'd better crank the chair up a little. There we are. Sit down and take a load off your feet, Commiss. All right, Floyd. But make it snappy. We're in a hurry. Okay. How have you been, Leroy? Keeping out of mischief? Yeah, I guess so. That's good. Going out for the baseball team at school this year? Yeah, I'm going out for short stuff. You are? Uh-huh. Well, I bet you'll be a whiz. Who are you picking in the National League? Floyd, will you hurry it up a little? I've got an important engagement this afternoon. Okay. Just having a little man-to-man talk. Say, you kind of dressed up today, Leroy. Where you gone? Well... If you must know, Floyd, Leroy is making a little social call. What? Yes, on one of his little girlfriends. Girlfriend? Thought now a little early, ain't you, Leroy? It wasn't my idea. Lance made me do it. Oh, I thought so. No, Leroy. It's not my business, Commish, but ain't you rushing the kid a little? Floyd. He'll have plenty of time for Dames later on. Why don't you just let him be a boy for a while? Yeah. You keep out of this, Leroy. I remember when I was a kid, his age. Then was the carefree days all right. I never felt like it. I used to take off and go swimming and fishing. Now I can't even go to the corner for a paper without getting an okay from Lovie. That has nothing to do with it. I'm going to bother him with Dames for it. Look how happy the kid is now. Not a gray hair in his head. Floyd. I don't want to have gray hair. For heaven's sake. You're only young once, Commish. Don't take away his childhood. Who's taking away? I don't like that. Take my advice, Leroy. Don't let her make an old man out of you. Stay a kid. Blessings on thee, little man. Barefoot boy with peak of 10. I want to stay a kid. Leroy! Floyd! And you're married. All I give up. Hello, Helen. I'm glad your mother let you come over this afternoon. Thank you, Mr. Gildersleeve. I'm sure I'll enjoy it. I'm sure Leroy will enjoy it too. Won't you, Leroy? Leroy. Huh? After you, Helen. Thank you. Let me have your little coats. I'll hang them up. You two go on in the living room. We'll just have a jolly time. All right. Come on, Leroy. Boy, you didn't open his mouth all the way over here. What a clam bake this is going to be. Why did I... Well, children, having a good time? Why don't you both sit down? Make yourself at home, Helen. I will, Mr. Gildersleeve. Well, what do you two want to do? Shall we play games? Well... I know. How about a lotto? That's an exciting game. Well, if Leroy wants to... That's a sissy game. Yes. Well, we could play hide and go seek. I'll be it. That's no fun in the house. In the house, huh? Well, what do you want to do, Leroy? I don't know. Oh, dear. Say, I bet Helen would like to hear you play the piano, Leroy. Oh, well, I don't know any pieces. I spend a small fortune on piano lessons for you. You ought to be able to play something. Well, Mr. Gildersleeve, if he doesn't want to play... Nonsense. He loves to play. Leroy, how about that little piece by Bach? I need more practice on that. You've practiced it enough. Now go on, Leroy. He plays lovely, Helen, as a beautiful touch. Maybe you do need a little more practice. You were right. Well, what do we do now? Oh, Helen, maybe you'd like to look through our family album. All right. It's on a table here. A few pictures of Leroy in here, when he was a baby. Look here, Helen. Here's one when he was only two years old. Didn't he have beautiful curls? Oh, Harold. Mine looks funny. Leslie, looks almost like a girl. Leroy, where are you going? I'm going up to my room. No, you're not. You come back here. I don't want you. I guess this isn't much fun for Leroy. Maybe you better take me home now, Mr. Gildersleeve. Home? All right. I'm sorry, Helen. It turned out this way. That's all right. Leroy. Yeah. I'm sorry I didn't get to see you do your magic act. Huh? The kids at school said you were a keen magician. Well, not so bad, I guess. They said you were wonderful, and I can do a few tricks pretty good. Well, I hope I get to see him sometime. Finally, Leslie Leroy? I guess I couldn't one of my tricks last. You wanted me to. Oh, would you? Well, if you wanted me to. That would be keen. Women are smarter than men, even at that age. What did you say, Mr. Gildersleeve? I said, have you seen this page? I picked up during my travels in the Orient. Leroy, don't you think you've done it? I know, ladies and gentlemen. Leroy. Yeah? Getting awfully late, my boy. I'm sure Helen is seen enough for your tricks. So why don't you take off that blue turban and we'll drive her home? The best one's here. But Helen probably has to get home. Oh, don't worry about me, Mr. Gildersleeve. Mother said I could stay here all afternoon until six o'clock. She did? I'd better make a phone call. Excuse me. Now if you'll let me out. Oh, brother. Well, Badeline will understand if I'm a little late. Hello, Badeline? This is Clark Martin. Huh? Well, I was thinking of you all, too. Sure enough. Hope you don't mind if I'm a little late for tea this afternoon. I'll be detained for a little while. What's that? The tea's getting cold? Well, I'll hurry. Goodbye. Badeline. Oh, putting your magic set away, Leroy? Yeah. Good. Well, let's put on our little coats and we'll drive Helen home. Uncle. Yeah? Helen and me just had an idea. Yeah. What's that? Will you take us down to P.V. school, Soda? Soda. But, Leroy, I'm in a little bit of a hurry. You can always take a minute. What? What's Helen's first piece? What? Well, all right. Helen's thirsty. You hit the bottom there, Leroy. Yeah. Well, come on. And since you've had two sodas now, should we go? Uh-uh, Uncle. What is it now, Leroy? I wouldn't have liked to go to the movies this afternoon. What? Wouldn't you, Helen? But, Leroy, I told you I have an engagement. It was your idea. You said you wanted me to get acquainted with this. You know. I know, but... He said you wanted me to go up and live on a cave. Live in a cave? You wouldn't want me to do that. Okay, Leroy. I'll go. I better call Adeline again. Where's the rest of his gold? I don't know. I didn't see him. Oh. Like you're written in hell, yes, yes, Leroy. It's awful. Come on, Tex. Let's high-tail it after them bombings. Oh, you fellas go on ahead, cackus. Wreck and I'll just sit here for a spell and play on the trusty old guitar. Oh. Is he going to sing again? He looks like a palanino. Leroy, haven't we had enough of this? Good. Burdened cattle. That's what he ought to be doing now. I'll be back in a minute, Leroy. I gotta make a phone call. Oh, Leroy, a fella's come from. Excuse me. Let me out, please. So long, yourself. Oops. He calls himself a singer. Popcorn, sir, 10 cents a bag. No thanks. Is there a phone here in the lobby, miss? Phone? Yes, sir, right over there. Popcorn, 10 cents a bag. Popcorn. Oh. Here's a telephone. Five o'clock. It's a tea party. Oh. Hello, Adeline. This is... With Adeline, I'm tied up. How'd he go to the movies with Helen? No, she's a friend of Leroy's. But she's only 12 years old, Adeline. You're never gonna speak to me? What? With Adeline? What? She hung up. For Helen. Hey. That's what you think. The great Gelder slave will be back filled with something he particularly wants you to hear. Smooth and rich, so delicious you'll want to serve it to the kitties as a treat. That's parquet margarine. It's the favorite spread for bread in millions of American homes. That fine fresh flavor makes it the perfect topping for rolls, muffins, pancakes, and waffles, as well as bread. Parquet is made from only choice products of American farms. And each delicious pound is fortified with 15,000 units of vitamin A. 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