 J-E-L-L-O. The Jell-O program coming to you from the Plaza Theater in Palm Springs, California starring Jack Benny with Mary Lincen, Phil Harris, Dennis Day, and yours truly, Don Wilson. The orchestra opens a program with, I'm going to Kearcock, Iowa with a banjo on my knee. Sometimes I think I could write a whole book about what a Grand Dessert Jell-O really is. For example, I could devote the entire first chapter of the book to telling you how gay and inviting and jello looks with its vivid glowing colors and shimmering beauty. In chapter two, I'd point out how delightful, tender and delicate jello is and what a smooth melt in the mouth texture it has. Chapter three would deal at great length with jello's glorious flavor. The flavor is distinctive and well-known as its name and just as refreshing as the juicy ripe fruit itself. Then in chapter four, I'd explain how quick and easy jello is to serve and how it sells for only a few pennies per package. And oh yes, in chapter five, I'd remind everybody to be sure to try strawberry, raspberry and cherry jello. Each has a new improved flavor obtained by using a natural flavor base artificially enhanced. And as a result, they're better than ever. Try a tempting dessert made with rich, delicious jello tomorrow. Ladies and gentlemen, for our second broadcast from Palo Vas, have been enjoying our vacation on the desert. As you remember, last week, Jack was living quite a little distant from Palm Springs at a place called the TP Motel. But a few days ago, he rented a house here in town with a swimming pool. Yeah, he loosened up. Dennis, don't interrupt. Go ahead, Don. Anyway, last Thursday, Jack invited us all over to his pool for a swim. It was a beautiful sunny day. Jack told us to get there early, so we'd have a full day on board. Rochester, the gang will be over pretty soon. So I think I'll take my swimming lesson before they get here. OK. Now watch this, Rochester. I'm going to swim clear across the pool. Clear across? It's only six feet. That's too bad. I'm sorry I haven't got the Atlantic Ocean here. Now keep your eye on me and tell me when I do anything wrong. But, boss, I don't know anything about swimming. I gave you an instruction book last night. Why didn't you read it? I was working on the Navajo rug for your father. You're supposed to weave in the daytime. Now here I go across the pool, Rochester. Have you got the gun? Right here, boss. Well, start me off. OK. On your mark, get there. Across the pool. How was that, Rochester? Fine. This is a deep end. Oh, well, I've had enough swimming for a while. Ain't you going to take it, dive and listen? Oh, yes. Here, help me out. Now hold my water wings and I'll dive in. I think I'll dive from the high board. That'll be a real thrill. Uh-huh. I'm not used to this. Maybe I ought to dive off the low board. That's fun, too. Uh-huh. Oh, I bother. I'll dive right here from the edge of the pool. I must be psychic. I figured that. Well, here I go. One, two. Rochester, the rest of the gang get here yet? No, ma'am. You're the first one. Yes, it's lovely. Look at those mountains all around us. Majestic, ain't they? Oh, thank you. Where's Mr. Benny? He's down at the bottom of the pool. Bottom of the pool? Oh, yes. There he is coming up. That's his two pain, Mr. Benny's over here. Rochester, I almost drowned. Why didn't you jump in after me? Well, it said in the book you're supposed to come up three times. You didn't have to wait for the limit. Now pull me out. Hello, Jack. Boy, get a load of that bathing suit. What's the matter with it? The first one I ever saw with long pants. These aren't long pants. When my trunks get wet, they creep down. They'll be all right when they dry out. When they dry out, they'll break your legs. It will not. This material is very good. Say, you've got your bathing suit on, Mary. Why don't you go in for a swim? Oh, I'll wait until the others get here. Hey, Jack, what's that canoe doing in the swimming pool? That canoe? Oh, Rochester wanted from an Indian. You know, he brought his dice with him. Would you like a string of peas, Mr. Livingston? Rochester. I told you last week to stop gambling with the Indians. Well, I'm trying to win some buckskin underwear. I don't care. I want you to cut it out. You've got more Indian stuff now than Fred Harvey's. So take it easy. Hey, Jack, look. Here comes Mr. Billingsley, your border. Oh, yes. What's he doing here? He arrived a few hours ago. Claims he flew in from Hollywood on his magic carpet. Over these mountains? Oh, you're as bad as he is. Hello, Mr. Billingsley. Good morning, Mr. Benny. Been in for a dip, I see. Yes, yes. I notice you have your trunks on, Mr. Billingsley. Why don't you dive in? Oh, I never dive with water in the pool. It hurts my head. It's wood. It's wood. I see what you mean. Say, Jack, I think I'll scratch out and take a sun bath. Go ahead. Watch out for that sun, Mary. It's pretty hot. Here's a can of oil. I'm not going to rub that stuff on me. Here, take this can. Nothing doing. It's still got a sardine in it. A sardine? Shall I bring you a cracker, boys? Never mind. I think I'll take a sun bath, too. Raj, I have to rub some oil on my back. You mean out of this can? Yes. I did that yesterday, and the cat licked it off faster than I could put it on. That isn't around here today. Rub me. OK. See, Mary, just think. Here we are taking a sun bath, and right above us are snow-covered mountains. Aren't those peaks beautiful? They're sharp, too. My magic carpet isn't shreds. Oh, that's too bad. How are you going to get back to Los Angeles? Los Angeles? Yes. Didn't you hear? It floated away. Now, now, Mr. Billingsley, don't, don't exaggerate. Say, Mary, you better cover up there. You'll get sunburned. Oh, I'm all right. See, you look cute in that bathing suit. No kidding, Mary. You look just like Miss Hollywood. Oh, hello, Dennis. Hello, Mr. Benny. Stand up, Mary. Let's see your suit in the bag. There. Oh, boy. Dennis! Dennis, now behave yourself, or I'll take away your pass to my swimming pool. A membership. Can't start a swimming club without members. Dennis is different. I got a pass because I mow the lawn. Yes. Holy smoke. You're not making the kid work on his vacation, are you? A little work won't hurt him. When I was Dennis' age, I used to mow every lawn in my neighborhood. Go on. The lawn mower wasn't even invented then. I just wish I had an encyclopedia, sister. That'd make a monkey out of you. Say, Mr. Benny, you got a lot of swell records here. You mind if I play your Victola? No, no, go right ahead, Dennis. It's the club Victola. Any member can play it. Oh, Mr. Billingsby, are you sure you wouldn't like to go in for a swim? No, thanks. I'll just run out to my room for a sun bath. To your room? Oh, did you bring a sun lamp with you? No, I cut a small hole in the room. Goodbye. And notice that saw on a suitcase that I thought it was musical. Oh, well. Look, Mr. Benny, here's one of my records. Would you like to hear it? Yeah, that would be swell. Go ahead, Dennis, put it on. See, the sun is hot now. Sure feels good, though. See, it's fun just stretching out here. Oh! Oh! Oh, oh, oh! What's the matter, Mr. Benny? His pump's just dried. Oh, my leg. I can't understand this suit shrinking so much. My own father sold it to me. Why don't you go in for a swim? I don't know how to swim. Oh. Oh, you don't. Say, Mary. I meant to learn, but I never got around to it. Oh, oh, didn't you? Say, Mary. You're not going to kick me out of the club, are you? Oh, look, Dennis, just sit in the sun and peel. Now, forget it. Say, Mary, I wish Don and Phil would get here so we can get started on our hike. Now, wait a minute, Jack. I told you I'm not going on any hike. You are, too. We're going up to Tockwood's Falls, one of the most beautiful sites in this part of the country. Here comes your friends, and first more, that sardine oil. Oh, yes. Look at this. Here, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty. Watch out, kitty, or he'll be playing with your oven bloom on you. I just want to pet him, that's all. Here, kitty. Hey, Jack, haven't you got some flit or something? There are more flies around here. That oil sure draws them. Well, don't stand there. Kill those flies. OK. Not with a gun. Well, you scared them away, anyhow. Hey, Jack, here come Don and Phil. Oh, yeah. Hiya, Jackson. Hello, Mary. Oh, hello, everyone. Well, fellas, what do you think of this place I rented? Not bad, eh? Hey, it's all right. Swimming pool and everything. Is that a swimming pool I thought it was yesterday's rain? Well, Phil, if our little swimming pool doesn't please you, you can very well stay out of the water. Nothing to do, and I paid 10 bucks to join this club, and I'm going to get the curl out of my hair. Well, then don't run it down. An incident, fellas, before entering pool, please take shower. How much does that cost? Oh, don't try to be funny. The shower is free. How's 15 cents? Now, cut that out. And I'll tell you one thing, fellas. I'm very lucky to get a house like this at the height of the season. You certainly are, Jack. It's a lovely yard. And look at those fruit trees. Boy, get a load of those oranges. They'll leave those oranges right on the trees. I don't want to break up a crate. Jeepers, they counted them. Mary, that's part of the landscaping. I don't want them disturbed. A member of a swimming club, and I can't swim. I'm going to kill myself. Dennis, put down that gun. Gun is only for starting me across the pool and flies. Now, behave yourself. Say, Jack, don't you think we ought to get started on our hike? Yes, now, we'll be leaving just as soon as our Indian guide gets here. Indian guide? Yes, he knows the trail. Now, get into your slacks, Mary, so you'll be ready. I am not going on that long walk. Then why did you join the Benny Swimming and Hiking Club? You told me Mrs. Roosevelt belonged. I did not. I said I sent her an application blank. Now, come on, we're all going. Say, Jackson, how do you like my hiking outfit? You look swell, Phil. But what's that bottle sticking out of your coat pocket? It's a little Kentucky medicine in case a snake bites me. Well, you might need it at that. Hey, wait a minute, Phil. There's another bottle in your hip pocket. What's that for? That's in case the snake has a friend. Come on, everybody, let's get ready. I'm all set, Jack. I've got the rope and everything. The rope? Yes. I hear the trail's pretty steep in places. So I figured we'd all tie ourselves together. Oh. Then in case one of us happens to slip, the others can keep him from falling. Well, that's a beautiful theory, Don. But supposing you happen to be the one that's done, supposing you happen to be the one that slips. Next Sunday, the Aldrich family. You said it. Well, let's get started. Go on and change, will you, Mary? OK, I'll be right back. Look who's here, boss. Oh, yes. Me, Indian guy. You, Jack Benny? I mean, yes. Now, look, Leaping Deer. That's your name, isn't it? Leaping Deer, my uncle. Me, Eagle Puss. He couldn't come, eh? Well, now, look, Eagle Puss. We'll be starting in a few minutes. What do you get for taking a party up to Tockwith Falls? Pickley cash. No beige, brother. All right, all right. Come on, fellas, let's get ready. Hey, Dennis, have you got the water jug? Yeah, I got it. Good. Uh-oh, somebody picked an orange. Bill, put that orange. It was nice of you to bring your drum along, Mr. Billingsley. I'm sorry, I swallowed my pipe. Your pipe, eh? Well, don't worry about it. The drum is just dandy. Hey, Jackson, all this walking is monotonous. Oh, it is, eh? If a snake don't bite me pretty soon, I'm going to take a drink anyway. Would you touch it? Say, Eagle Puss, we've been walking a long time. How much? Eagle Puss, how much further is it to Tockwith Falls? Me don't know. Eagle Puss off the beam. Say? Well, you're a fine Indian. You should have known that, as Tomahawk says, made in Japan. Oh, what do we do? Here's a sign, Mr. Benny. Tockwith Falls, straight ahead. Oh, yes. Well, let's get moving. Oh, I'm hungry, Jack. Let's stop and eat. Don, we're not eating till we get to the falls. I haven't had a bite of food since breakfast. I know, Dennis, I know. You're wasting away to a big fat shadow. We'll eat later. Say, Phil, what are you doing with that bottle in your hand? Oh, a snake bit me. That's impossible. At this time of year, rattlesnakes are in hibernation. They're in their holes, sleeping. Well, this one's a playboy. Oh, stop, will you? Well, all right, Eagle Puss. There's the sign. Read it. We take them trail up mountains. Follow me, pale faces. So long, boys! Right, that water jug is heavy. Well, limit it to somebody else, Taker. Phil, you carry the water jug. Look, I got the hatchet. Here, Don, you take it. Oh, I'm carrying the rope. You take the water, Mary. I got the camera. Here, Jack, you carry it. I'm loaded up with the compass and everything. Here, Dennis. Dennis, you take the water jug. OK, there's something funny going on around here. Well, you had a rest, didn't you? All right, fellas, let's go. Forward march. Why, Mr. Billingsley, what happened there? I stumbled. Oh. Well, don't bother with the drum now. I got the pipe again. Gee, fellas, you get a load of this rock formation. You know, I've never seen a view with so much, hey. Hey, what's that? Look, Jackson, there's something moving in that bush up ahead. Yeah, that's what I meant. I wonder what it is. Might be a wild animal. Oh, Rochester. Go find out what's in that bush. Round the bush. Now come on, fellas, we can pick up the trail on the other side. Lead the way, Eagle Puzz. Rocky up here. Say, Eagle Puzz, what are all these holes in the side of the mountain here? Many moons ago, white men picked gold here. Gold, eh? Well, yes, Jack. Even today, hikers have been known to find nuggets on this trail here. Is that so? Say, that's very interesting. Get up off your knees, Jack. I'm just bending over. This knapsack is heavy. Well, let's get going, fellas. Come on. No, fellas, I wouldn't have missed this hike for anything in the world. The all-abastness of this gorgeous scenery makes one realize the insignificance of man. Especially me. I can't even swim. Dennis, will you forget about that? You're right, Jackson. Look at that brook down there with the weeping willows hanging over it. Yeah. What a painting that would make for my bass drum. Well, I wish you'd put it on there. I'm tired of that girl sitting on the crescent moon. You talk about scenery. Oh, hey, fellas. Hey, look at that cliff over there. Look at that cliff over there. Gee, it makes an echo, too. It makes an echo, too. Hey, this is fun. Hello? OK, I'll watch it. She was, fellas. Look at those white, fleecy clouds against the blue sky. Gee, did you ever see anything so, whoops, help me up, Rochester. Why don't you watch where you're going? Well, I didn't see that. Hey, wait a minute. What's this? What's this? I saw it first. You saw what first? Right there, that gold nugget. It's mine. Mine! Where, Jack? I don't see it. Right there. I moved my foot and there it was. Gee, there may be hundreds of them here. And they're all more slaving on the radio. No more pictures with Fred Allen. Oh, he's falling out. Pick it up, Rochester. Well, come on, fellas, let's get to the falls. Ready, Mr. Billingsley? Forward. Recipe book. Every day, thousands and thousands of letters come pouring into the mailroom of General Foods in Battle Creek, Michigan, from listeners all over the country who want their brand-new dessert book. But here's the most gratifying thing of all, the fact that an amazing number of these letters ask for not one book, but several. 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