 The Craft Foods Company presents The Great Gilder Sleeve. It's The Great Gilder Sleeve starring Harold Perry, brought to you by The Craft Foods Company, makers of parquet margarine and a complete line of famous quality food products. Mushing home from work through the sloppy streets of Summerfield, Gilder Sleeve comes to a street corner where he finds his neighbor, Mrs. Bullard, hesitating before a large puddle of slush. At once, the gentleman comes out in him. Ah, Mrs. Bullard! Oh, Mr. Gilder Sleeve! Better let me help you across there. Allow me. Oh, thank you so much. Well, but don't get your feet wet. Don't worry. Just give me your hand. But you're standing right in it. Don't worry. I've got rubbers. Got a good grip? Now, don't be afraid. When I say jump, you... Hold on. Hold on. Have you got your balance? Yes, I'm safe. Well, I think perhaps we'd better go down to the next corner and cross there. Yes, I guess we'd better. Pretty sloppy going, isn't it? Lucky thing I came along. By the way, how's Mr. Bullard? Haven't seen him lately. Oh, Rumson is fine. Oh, that's good. And little Craig? Well, we're having a little trouble with Craig. Oh? It seems Miss Cuthbert is starting up her dancing classes again, and I want Craig to go. I think it's time he started, don't you? Oh, very important for a boy, yes. I sent Leroy a couple of years ago. That's just the trouble. You know how Craig worships Leroy and imitates him. Well, it seems Leroy has informed Craig that dancing school is a lot of nonsense. Oh, he has, has he? Craig flatly refuses to go. I can't do a thing with him. Why, George, Leroy will go over there and apologize. Oh, that's not at all necessary. Please don't blame Leroy. I just thought if you could persuade Leroy to tell Craig the dancing school is not really so bad. Mrs. Bullard, you leave that to me. You just send Craig over. I'll take care of Leroy. Leroy, what's this Mrs. Bullard tells me about you? What, Mrs. Bullard? You told Craig that dancing school was a lot of bologna. Didn't you? Didn't you? Well, I... You knew perfectly well that his mother was trying to get him to go. Didn't you? You know nothing about it. You went to two lessons two years ago. There's plenty you could have learned from Miss Cuthbert, young man, and don't you forget it. The purpose of dancing school is not to teach you dancing, it's to teach you manners. Teach you grace and poise. How to walk across a room without falling over the furniture. That's Craig at the door. When he comes in here, I want you to tell him it's important to go to dancing school. I want you to sell it to him. But what do I tell him? I don't care what you tell him, just get him to go. That's all, now quiet. Yes, indeed. Answer him, Leroy. Bad Leroy, answer him. Go ahead, Leroy. You said the other day, you know, about dancing school, I mean, about isn't so very much fun. You said it's... Leave everything you hear, Craig. Dancing school is a lot of fun. Isn't it, Leroy? Well, go ahead, you have more to say than that. School, Craig, the thing about dancing school is your things. What? It teaches you. Oh, Craig. I just told you, it teaches you poise, among other things. Yeah, it teaches you poise. What's that? I've forgotten. You never knew. Leroy, you're not trying. Now, if you don't get busy... Okay, okay. No kidding, Craig. You ought to go to dancing school. It's super. No kidding. Why did you tell me it's... Yes, he was just kidding, Craig. If you go to dancing school, you have a whole lot of farting, Craigie. Here you are. Fair question, Leroy. I think that's a very nice idea, Craig. I think it would do Leroy good. I know you don't. We'll discuss that later, young man. I won't go. All right, just for that, you'll go. Yes, Leroy? What did I say last night? About me going to dancing school? Of course I meant it. Oh, for corn's sake, all on a color, Craig. After I already went to... That will do, Leroy. The argument is closed. I wish to hear no more about it. When Miss Cuthbert's class opens, you'll be there. Oh. The news is good news. Yes, sir. Was there something, Bertie? Mr. Guilty, you ain't really planning to make Leroy go to dancing school. I see no reason why not. Why do you ask? Well, I was just thinking. Of course it ain't none of my business, but when a boy gets himself all worked up like that, well, it's like the man says you can lead a horse to water, but you can't make him dance. Uh-huh. Oh, why don't you let him off, Mr. Guilty? Maybe later on when he's older... Bertie Leroy puts you up to this. Oh, no, sir. Bertie... Well, not exactly, he didn't. Send Leroy downstairs to me. He ain't upstairs, Mr. Guilty. He's out in the kitchen. Oh, hiding in the kitchen, eh? Send him to me. Mr. Guilty, you ain't gonna be too hard on him. Seems like... I'll do what I'll do. Send him in here. Yeah. Want arguing about this? I say something settled, it's settled. We've been through this a dozen times. All this fuss. Leroy, what's all this fuss about? I don't want to hear any more about it. Will you ask me? Never mind. You're acting like a baby about the whole thing, Leroy. Oh, please, huh? Now see here, we've been... I can't do it. Leroy, now calm down. There's nothing so terrible about dancing class. What's so terrible about it? There's nothing so terrible about girls? That's simple enough, my boy. Besides... Well, just remember, they're probably... Besides, they don't like me. Who doesn't? My boy, this whole thing is just something you've built up in your own mind. No, it isn't. You've learned to get along with girls. That's very important. Hello, auntie. Hello, Marjorie. That's one reason why I'm sending you to dancing class, Leroy, so you'll learn to get along with girls. How do you think I learned? Learn what? I was trying to explain to Leroy, my dear, that I think it's time he learned to get along with girls. Don't you agree? I'll say. The trouble with girls are all like Marge. That's not true. I mean, what if they are? Now, just a minute. What if it all happens, Mr. Leroy? Never mind, my dear. Your sister gets along with boys very well, Leroy. What about other boys? I've never had any complaint on that score. She gets along with them too well. What's this, my dear? A culture on your sweater. Leroy, I could kill you. Marjorie. It makes such a great big fuss about all girls are wearing pins. This pin belongs to a boy, you say? What boy? Jelly watch. What difference does it make who it belongs to? Marjorie, what's the meaning of this? It doesn't mean a thing, for heaven's sake. It means they're in love. I'll be quiet. Well? Going together, that's all. Return the pin in the morning. But, Anki, oh, it's... Return it to its owner, whoever he is. I thought I'd brought you up well enough, my dear, to know that a lady never accepts jewelry from a man until after they're married, or at least engaged. Uncle Mort, that may have been so in your day, but if you know the first thing about... My day? Young lady, the trouble with you is you're a boy crazy. I swear, that's all you ever think about. Well, that's a fine word. I will not have you carrying on with boys. You understand? I will not have it. No, I... Pay the bills around here, that's all. I give up. More about the great gilded sleeve in a few moments. Most women are experienced shoppers of long standing, but grocers tell us that more and more men are doing the family's food shopping now, especially on weekends. Yes, we're quite a choosy lot, Mr. Lang. Don't think we grab just anything we see. In our neighborhood store, the men shoppers often argue plenty about the merits of one food product over another. Well, quick. What have you been saying about parquet margarine? Not much room for argument there, Mr. Lang. We think the flavor of parquet margarine is pretty much all right. Given a choice, I'll pick parquet every time. It's our family's favorite spread for bread. Saves a pretty penny on the food budget as well. Yes, men and women everywhere are talking about parquet margarine's quality too. Today you'll find parquet the same high quality as always. Fresh and country sweet in flavor. Rich and good nourishment. So next time you shop, be sure to look first for this spread that tastes so good. Look first for parquet, P-A-R-K-A-Y. Parquet margarine, made by Kraft. Now let's get back to the great Gildersleeve, who has set aside the problems of his own niece and nephew to address the Parent Teachers Association on theirs. Evidently, his remarks have been well received. Thank you. How was I Eve? Did I do all right? Oh yes, I thought you were fine. I didn't have an idea in the world till I got up on my feet that it just seemed to pour out of me. Yeah. I never stopped once I got started. I think a little preparation might have helped you stay closer to the assigned subject. But I'm really very grateful. We couldn't get anyone else. Well, I didn't know you tried everybody in town. Oh, it wasn't that. Anyhow, the ladies were all crazy about you. Yeah, they seemed to enjoy the little light touches I threw in here and there. Oh, yeah. Say, can I drive you home? Oh, I can't go home yet, Throckmorton. I have some work to finish in my office. Just look at all those teachers' reports. Hmm, end of the term, you know. Well, can't you just take this stuff home? It's much easier just to do it in the office. Well, I had something I wanted to talk to you about, Eve. A problem. Well, suppose you come up to the office then and we can talk there for a minute. All right. You sure you can carry all that stuff? Oh, yeah. What's your problem now, Throckmorton? Is Leroy battling you again? How'd you guess, Eve? That's only part of it. It's really very complicated, Eve. I can't believe that. Go from the door my hands are full. Oh, sure. If it's unlocked. I left it unlocked. There. Now, what's bothering you? You are? Throckmorton. Well, gosh, we're all alone. I don't see what that has to do with it. Eve, what does a fella have to do to give you an apple? Please, Throckmorton, I've got such a lot of work to do. You just made up all that about having a problem in order to... Made it up? Eve, I tell you, I've got a real problem. Not only with Leroy, but with Marjorie too. What is it? You sound as if you don't believe me. I'll let you know after I hear it. You sure make it tough. Well, it's a problem like this. Leroy doesn't seem to take the interest in girls he ought to be taking. Then, on the other hand, there's Marjorie. Absolutely daft on the subject of boys. Isn't that terrible? Oh, I wouldn't worry about it if I were you. What? I wouldn't try to force them. Just let nature take its course. Nature? That's no way. What's all this child psychology for? Well, at some stage, the best and most scientific thing to do is let children alone. Now, I imagine if your parents had known that, you might have developed differently. But Eve, how would you want me different? Oh, not different, but... Well, where women are concerned you... What? Well, it's hard to express. Gosh, you just told me I did fine with those PTA women. I did too. I had them eaten out of my hand. Oh, yes, you're fine in that sort of situation. It's only in your more personal relationships that I feel there's something missing. Sure there's something missing. But every time I lay a finger on you, you shove me away. That's just it. You seem to think of me or possibly all women as... Well, just something to grab. Eve! Did I grab you? Well, not quite. Gosh, you're attractive, you know. Didn't you ever hear about the moth and the flame? Throckmorton, you're not a moth. Besides, a woman doesn't want to attract a man just by chemistry. She wants him to respect her, to develop interest in common, to get to know her as a person. That could take weeks. I don't think a few weeks is too long to build a real relationship. I guess it just isn't my style, Eve. I wouldn't know how to go about it. Oh, now you're just being silly. You could do it very easily. Try to find out what a woman's interested in. Ask her some questions about herself. Assume she's interested in books, or politics, or music. Not just in you. Oh. Suppose you asked a woman if she was interested in chamber music, and it turned out that she was just crazy about it. Don't you see? Yeah, I guess so. Hmm. Darn it. Are you interested in chamber music? Throckmorton, you're impossible. What did I do? Nothing. You're just impossible, that's all. Well, I must say, you tell me I shouldn't just sail in, you tell me to beat around the bush a while, and when I try it, I'm impossible. What do you want? Gosh, why don't you make up your mind? You sure there's nothing I can do for you if you go with me? No. If you don't want me sitting around here, P.D., just say so. Oh, no, no. I was glad to have a customer and drop in. There's no obligation to buy. Well, then you pay out today, isn't it? Yes, January for you. Of course, we might get it, though. Listen, P.D., in your opinion, am I attractive to women? Attractive? Yes. To women? Yes. In my opinion? Yes. Well, now, that's a hard question for me to answer. I'm not a woman. I know you're not a woman. Mr. Goudis, how did this question happen to come up? A certain party is trying to give me the idea I don't know how to handle women. How in the world can anybody say a thing like that? Well, suppose we take a look at the record. What do you mean by that? You're over 40 and you're not married. What's that got to do with it? I've passed up some pretty attractive women, P.D., as you well know. You have? Certainly I have. I'm too much of a gentleman to name names, but, well, you know, I came pretty close to marrying a certain widow and a certain school principal, too, by George I'd forgotten that. Miss Goodwin been picking on you, has she? Miss Goodwin has nothing to do with this. But a certain party, well, tell me, P.D., do you think you have to sneak up on a woman? No, I've never done anything like that. I don't mean to sneak up on her and say boo. I mean, do you think you have to go through a whole long campaign? How long did you chase? How long did you court, Mrs. Beatty? Before or after we were engaged. Well, how long before you asked her to marry you? Well, I guess it was two years before I felt I could put the question to rest. Two years? You were courting her exclusively all that time? No, I wouldn't say that. Perhaps I gave that impression to Mrs. Beatty. She was Miss Horsefall at the time. Yes, I know that. So you courted her for two years and then you got engaged? Yes, she accepted the small solitaire diamond. We were engaged for four years. And then we were married. Been married ever since. Gosh, six years courting one woman. Tell me, Pee-Vee, was it worth it? I said, was it worth it? Mr. Ellis, leave her. I wouldn't be surprised with snow before tomorrow. I don't know why I bothered to ask you. I don't know why I ever asked you anything. Goodbye. Yes, it's me. I owned you a while ago. Glad I missed it. Yeah. Sayon, did you decide anything yet? Decide anything? About what? Well, dancing class starts tomorrow. Don't bother me about that now. I cannot be bothered with your trifling problems. Hello, Anki. Good evening, my dear. I'm going to see Jerry tonight. Well? Did you decide anything? About what? About his pen. Confirm it. I'll not have you children badgering me about these trifles. The minute I walk in the door, you're after me. Can't you ever decide anything for yourself? I've got problems of my own. I suppose so. Thank you. Gallop polls show 66% are against eating. Sure, Bill. Shall I go on? Yes, and whoever it is, send him away. Okay. Good evening, Leeroy. Your uncle home. Oh, wow, he... I know he is. I don't know why I bothered to ask. Of course, I have it, I guess. I just want to see him for a moment. Leeroy, what did I tell you? Good evening, Trap Morden. Marjorie. Good evening, Judge. Well, what do you want? I tried to call you this afternoon, but you weren't in your office. I know that. What do you want? I was wondering if you'd care to come to the lawyer's club meeting with me tonight. No, I've just come from a meeting. It promises to be a most interesting program. The subject is, um, criminals and heredity. Out-of-town speaker, Judge Fowler from Chicago. Huh? Why are you so anxious for me to go? Well, I believe Judge Fowler is interested in setting up a local committee to raise funds. Oh, no, you don't. I've got a headache. I can think of other reasons if I have to. Well, I won't press you, guilty. But if you should get the feeling better, say, almost forgot, I've got a TL for you. TL? What's that? A compliment. I was down to the library this afternoon. You know that girl at the desk just as you come in? Miss Fenwick? That's the one. Yeah. A compliment, you say? What does she say? TL means trade last, guilty. You have to tell me something complimentary about myself first. That's no fair, you old goat. Who'd say anything complimentary about you? Well, that's your attitude. You can just wonder what Miss Fenwick said. It was pretty nice, too. Well, I got around wrong. Wait a minute. Bye, Leroy, Marguerite. Oh, come on. Goodbye, guilty. Miss Fenwick, eh? I've been forgetting about her. I wonder what she said. Hello, Miss Fenwick? Guess who this is. That's right. What are you doing tonight, Miss Fenwick? Oh, you are. Well, couldn't you... Say, Miss Fenwick, are you interested in chamber music? Well, what do you know? I'm crazy about it myself. Isn't that a coincidence? I just can't get enough chamber music. As a matter of fact, that's why I called you. Somebody told me you were crazy about chamber music and... How about tonight? How would eight o'clock be? Great. I'll see you at eight, Miss Fenwick. So long. Tell me I don't know how to handle women. What are you kids looking like that for? Still worrying about dancing school, Leroy? If you don't want to go, you don't have to. Oh, you mean it? Sure. I mean it plenty of time for that stuff. And Marguerite, if you want to keep that kid's pin, go ahead and keep it. Grab all the pins you can. Pin them all over you. Yes, sir. Well, guess I better go upstairs and dress. Call me when supper's ready. Yum, bum, bum, bum. What a character. The Great Guilty Slave will be right back, folks. A short while ago, we mentioned the fact that more men are helping their wives to shop for food. And believe me, these men are learning something you've always known. They're learning that the quality of some brands is far superior to others. And naturally, when it comes to spreads for bread, they're quick to recognize that parquet is top quality. Yes, parquet is craft quality. Then you'll find them praising parquet's flavor, fresh and country sweet. It's so delicious on rolls, bread, pancakes, and waffles. And parquet is a great energy food, one of the very best you can serve. So ladies, if you're looking for a spread to really please a man, look first for delicious nourishing parquet when you shop. That's P-A-R-K-A-Y, parquet margarine, made by the Craft Foods Company. Well, good evening, Miss Finwick. As one music lover to another. Ta-da! Good evening, Mr. Gillisley. Would you come in? You bet I will. Yeah. Nice little place you've got here. Well, I'll throw him a coat. Oh, anywhere. Although I'll be ready in just a second. I only have to put on a hat. Hat? Where are you going? I understood we were going to a concert. Concert? I thought you said we're going to hear some chamber music. Uh... Who wants to hear chamber music when there's a nice cozy little place like this with a fire and everything? We can have a lot of fun if we just stay right here. How about it? Mr. Gillisley, please leave my house at once. What? Please leave my house immediately. Here's your hat. Hat? Well, I... Wait a minute, you don't have to shove. All right. I give up. I positively give up. The Great Gillisley was played by Harold Perry. It is written by John Whedon and Sam Moore. The music is by Jack Macon. Included in the cast of Walter Tetley as Leroy, Louise Erikson as Marjorie, and Lillian Randolph as Birdie. Earl Ross as Judge Hooker and Dick LeGrand plays Mr. Peavey. Stay tuned now for Duffy's Tabard. This is John Lange saying goodnight for the craft foods company, and inviting you to listen in again next Wednesday for the further adventures of The Great Gillisley. Good night, folks. Chocolate, strawberry, pineapple, even coffee, ice cream. Make any kind you like right in your own refrigerator or home freezer. It's easy with Frizz. Frizz FRIZZ is a new craft product that gives you delicious satin smooth ice cream rich with plenty of milk and cream. 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