 One of the primary factors of blow-pressure fire is the use of the program, so that they're open. That brings you an important announcement that marks the new high standards of fire safety. For now, General has added to the famous blow-off proof fire with the patented blow-pressure construction, the final factor of safety, the remarkable skid-safe protection of the new silent safety crest. This new General, the blow-off proof fire for 1934, is a rib-less, noiseless, skid-less fire, a fire that is blow-off proof and longer wearing than ever. The blow-off proof fire is patented. It is made only by General, and it is sold exclusively by General Tire Dealers. This General Tire Dealer in your community is a successful, independent person. A real Tire expert with the experience of factory training can call him freely about tires, regardless of length, or about any related driving problems. He will give you personal, interested, and intelligent service. And don't forget, it is through the General Tire Dealer alone that you can get the only truly blow-off proof Tire, the General Tire, with the patented blow-pressure construction. Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. And now, I want you to meet a most versatile gentleman, a man who has accomplished things. You bet I have. And a man who will probably make this the hottest program on the air. Our janitor. I tang you. Maybe I'm in the wrong studio. Say, fellow, what program is this? General Tire. Well, here I am. Doesn't that mean anything? Jack Benny is my name. Pardon me, I didn't get that. Jack Benny. What is it again? Constantine Acropolis. Oh, Jack Benny, yes. Who do you want to see? I don't want to see anybody. I'm going to be the master of ceremonies on this program. Well, that's news to me. News to you. Say, didn't you see that article about me in the paper? No, I seldom read the one, Ed. Oh, it looks like it's going to have plenty of trouble here, too. Well, tell me, Mr. Wilson, what's your racket? I mean, what do you do on this program? I sell general tires. No skidding. That's good. And they're not only skid-less, but run on 30% to 40%. Hey, wait a minute. Listen, that reminds me, Wilson. You know, you being the announcer, I'd like to have an understanding right now before we go any further. Well, what's that? You see, Mr. Wilson, for the past two years, I've been having trouble with you announcers. I mean, you always insist on budding in with the advertising. Oh, you won't have that trouble here, Mr. Benny. Well, I'm glad to hear it. Of course, I don't mind if you find the right place for it, you know, but don't keep dragging it in every minute. Oh, I'll remember that. But you'll have to admit that the general tire is absolutely safe. Yes, but you're not. So keep away from me with that advertising. Okay. Hey, say, by the way, Wilson, I'd like to meet some of the people in the company. I mean, as long as I'm going to be here, you know... Oh, of course, of course. Jack, I want you to meet Mr. Bester, the director of the orchestra. Oh, glad to know you, Mr. Bester. The pleasure's all yours. That's what you think, huh? So your name, your name is Bester, A, and the first name... Don. Don, well, that's strange. Don, you're Don Bester, and he's Don Wilson. Well... Two Don and one to go. That's good. That's our boy, our wee hop tonight, and it's only our first program. You seem to have quite an orc here, Mr. Bester. Oh, yes. I've augmented my musical constituents to embellish my symphonic interpretation. What did he say, Wilson? Oh, he says he's pretty good. Well, he doesn't have to use medical terms, you know. Sounded to me as though he read that off of a prescription or something. Mr. Bester, you seem to be a college man. Oh, yes, Carnegie Tech's 28, and you, Leavenworth 10, 31, man. We're just a couple of freshmen out on parole, you know. Well, Mr. Bester, how about a number? I'd like to hear the boys. Certainly. We'll run a little competition that I wrote in title contented. Hmm, that's fine. Glad to hear that. Hello, Mr. Benny. Oh, hello. Remember me? Your faces. Don, who? No, Dan. Well, that helps a little. So long, Mr. Benny. Hey, Yonder, wait a minute. It looks like, you know, it looks like we're going to be together for quite a few weeks, and I was just wondering if, you see, I happen to be a little short tonight, and I was just wondering if you could let me have five until next Friday night. Glad to have seen you, Mr. Benny. So long. I've got to go now. Play, Frank. I mean, Don, it looks like I mixed up with a cheap crowd again. Let's go. Hi, cooking boys. You got there, Don. Thank you. Of course, I doubt whether up there or whether it's a double. That's the end of the video. Who is a wrestler from the Coles? Mr. Benny, there's a lady at the door that wishes to see you. Send her in. Right this way. Well, Mary, well, well, what are you doing up here? See, I'm glad to see you. Well, I just thought I'd drop in and see how your new program's coming along. Yeah, sweet of you. I ran up here without having any dinner. See, I'm starved. Oh, waiter, waiter, will you get me a ham sandwich? Mary, that's Don Destro. Oh. Well, what's he wearing that apron for? That's his dress shirt sticking out, you know. Well, don't tell him. No. By the way, now. Well, I've been around looking for work, and I found a job yesterday as a private secretary. Isn't that swell? A private secretary? Yes, nice work. How'd you get it? I told him your recommendation, but I got the job anyway. You did, huh? Well, that's good. Is the boss like your work? Does he? At the end of the first day, he put his arm around me and kissed me. Oh, he did? Mm-hmm. You think I ought to go back there tomorrow? No, not if he's that appreciative, I wouldn't know. Say, Mary, I want you to meet Don Bester, our new orchestra leader here. Mr. Bester, this is Miss Livingston. Farmed, I'm sure. Oh, my word. Oh. He isn't he cute? Mm-hmm. Say, Jack, who do you remind you of? Somebody. Now, don't tell me. I won't. I won't. Jack, let me remind you of, um, oh, who's that fella who looks like Ben Crosby? Boris Karloff, man. Yeah, but that isn't the one. I give up. Well, Mary, I'm glad you came up, huh? Oh, who does that fella look like? You mean Don Bester? That's it. He looks just like Don Bester. That is Don Bester. Then I was right. I noticed he resembled us right away. Yeah, now we're getting someplace together. Oh, Jack, you should have been over at our house last night. We had the slowest party. Yeah, I wish I'd have known us, Mary. Everybody was there. See what a blowout. But when you use the general tire, you will have no blowout because it is soft, flexible. There it goes, Mary. There it goes. Yeah, I'm going to have that same trouble here. Oh, who's that tall handsome fella? What do you think, Jack? Yeah. Wilton, this is Mary Livingston. I know Mary. Hello. Hey, Jack, who does he remind you of? I don't know, Mary. Lord Bernard Gandhi or somebody. You better run along now. All right. Oh, Jack, I knew I had something to tell you. What? I met Frank Parker today. He opened up a music store on 8th Avenue. That's nice. How's he doing? Oh, it's terrible. He just can't seem to get started. Oh, that's too bad. I'll tell you. Let's go over and see him. I'm sure he'll appreciate it. Oh, I haven't got the time now, Mary. You know, it's a program. Oh, but, Jack, it's only two blocks in here. Come on. You know, he'll be so happy to see you. But Mary, I'm busy right now, you know. There's nothing doing around here anyway. Oh, all right. Let's go then. Play, Frank. I mean, John. See, I'm all mixed up on this. Here you are, driver. I think it's a place here. He's never known it was a music store. That doesn't put a sign out or something. Well, Mary, let's go in and see him, huh? Hello, Parker. How are you, Jack? Well, hello, Mary. Hello, Frank. Hey, nice little place you got here. How's business? Oh, it's... I see. Aren't you making any money? No. Last week, I lost $100,000. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. No. Last week, I lost $100 and the week before, $200. Well, why don't you close up this week and break even? That's a good idea, Mary. Say, Mary, who does he remind you of? Uh, Frank Parker. That's marvelous. That a girl. You know, Frank, I know what's the matter with this place. It's a music store, all right, but nobody knows it. You've got to have a little noise around here. A little excitement. I'll show you what I mean. Mary, you go over to that piano. See, we'll help them out. Frank, give me that fiddle. Here you are. Mmm, it's a shred of areas. Do you mind if I use it? No, go right ahead. It's an old one, anyway. Oh, well, that's a trouble. You ought to get some new stock in here, you know. Come on, Mary, play something. Let's get a little excitement. Go ahead. That's it. We get a little thing going. Sign up this music store, eh? Wait a minute. Wait a minute, wait a minute, fellas. You see here? See, here comes the customer already. Uh, good evening, madam. What can I do for you? I'd like a copy of Going to Heaven on a Mule from Wonderbar. Uh, Going to Heaven on a Mule? Yes. I'm sorry. We're all out of that. Any other place you'd like to go? No. Well, matter, we, uh, we won't cope here, though. Anything else? Let me see. Give me a copy of Your Time is My Time. Yes, ma'am. Here it is right here. Your Time is My Time. How much is it? Uh, three dollars. Three dollars? What for? A dollar for Your Time and two dollars for My Time. You see, My Time is very valuable. Oh, here comes another customer. Go ahead, Frank. See what you can do. How do you do, sir? What do you wish? Brother, can you spare a dime? Yes, sir. Here's the copy. I'd sooner have the cash. Oh, all right. Here you are. Thanks. Well, what do I do now, Jack? Go stick your head in that French horn and don't come out. The fine businessman. Mary, get behind the counter while I check up on the stock. Okay, Jack. And don't forget, everybody buys something. If you haven't got what they want, show them something just as good. You understand? Here, if somebody wants St. Louis Blues and we haven't got it, I'll give them the Cincinnati Reds. Mary, what's the matter with you? Mary, that's a baseball team. That's what they think. Oh, I get the word. Remember, the customer, the customer is always wrong and no money will be carefully refunded. I get it. How do you do? Uh, what do you wish, madam? Alice Blue Doll. Yes, ma'am. What size? I want plain Alice Blue Doll. I understand, but do you want to put dust around the house if the evening wears? Mary. No, I want the song. Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-dom. Oh, I see. Jack. Yes, Mary. Have we got da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-dom? Wait, I'll see. No, no, no, but we've got da-da-da-dom. Da-da-da-da-dom, da-da-da-dom. Uh, how about that, madam? No, I want da-da-da-da-da-da-da-dom. But we haven't got da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-dom. No, ma'am. You see, all we have is da-da-da-dom. Da-da-da-dom, da-da-da-dom. I don't care. I want da-da-da-da-da-da-dom. All right, all right. We'll order a coffee for you. Good day, lady. Good day, and this is the last time I'll ever come in here. Hey, Jack, who does he remind you of? I don't care and don't bother me. Oh, they care so much. Did you make a sale, Mary? No, I'm just taking a dollar out for lunch. Well, Parker's better than playing the horses, you know. Um, good evening, madam. How do you do? Hmm. How do you expect that from Duke here? No, we have the quartet from Ducktooth, I think. I don't think I'd care for that. What kind of moon songs have you? Moon songs? Just a moment. Oh, Miss Living's Leather. Uh, yes, Mr. Bennington. Uh, what kind of, uh, what kind of moon songs have we? Uh, Shine on Harvest Moon underneath the Hall of Moon, and I hate to see the evening sun go down. Uh, there you are, madam. Which one would you like? The last one strikes me. How does it go? Goes like this. I hate to see that evening sun go down. Hoot, hoot, hoot, hoot, hoot, hoot, hoot. Never mind, never mind, never mind. I'll take a can of tomatoes. Yes, ma'am. What team? What team, madam? Oh, say, I just thought of something. I want to hear Orchids in the Moonlight. Yes, ma'am. We'll have one of our regular men for you. I wish you would. Uh, Mr. Parkinson. Oh, Mr. Parkinson. Yes, ma'am. Hmm. Try and help, Lafella. Will you sing Orchids in the Moonlight? I'll be glad to. What's that, another tale? No, I have to go out to lunch soon. Sing, Frank. That was Orchids, Orchids in the Moonlight, sung by Frank Parker. Well, madam, can I send you a copy? No, I'll take Frank Parker. Wrap him up. Very good. Goodbye, madam. So long, Parker. Oh, Mr. Livingsmore. Yes, Mr. Benningworth. We'll have to both sing. Yes, ma'am. Yes, ma'am. Oh, Mr. Livingsmore. Yes, Mr. Benningworth. We'll have to both sing up our instrument trade. What are we getting for piano? Four dollars. We'll cut them to three and a half. We have too much stock as it is. Oh, another customer. Looks like Don Vester. Who do you remind me of? Quiet, will you? Yes, sir. I am an orchestra leader. I'd like to see a baton. Well, here you are, sir. This is guaranteed to lead 25 men to keep strict tempo. I don't like to look at that stick. That's all right, the orchestra boys never look at it anyway. You know what I'm trying to say? All right, I'll take it. By the way, I want some music, too. Okay. I'd like to get a copy of the Chimney Exhaust to find this way into your optics. You mean smoke gets in your eyes? Yes. If you want to be vulgar. Repeat that line. It's a good laugh. I want to hear it. Go ahead, Frank. I say yes, if you want to be vulgar. That's good. I think that's cute, huh? Here you are, sir. That'll be a dollar 30 cents. A dollar for the stick and 30 cents for the music. Here you are. Goodbye. Goodbye. Step right over here. That's what it is for you, like to hear. I'd like to hear the signature and buckle. I'm afraid we can't... I'm afraid we can't get too stoop legal and see they don't come sour. That's a good radio. But then I... I'm sorry, huh? Well, what can I hear now? Well, I can give you something good. Now listen. Do it now. Mary, turn the radio off, please. That's just a small thing, you know what I mean. Well, how, um... How did you like it? Free. Well, I'm sorry. Come in, um... Come in again sometime. You should live so long. Say, what's your name anyway? I'd like to keep track of all our customers. Ginsburg. Ginsburg, and the first name? Dunn. Where are you from? Morton Donny. Yeah. How do you do? Anything for you, sir? I'd like to buy a musical instrument. Yes. What kind? Microphone. Funny, we have one right here. In fact, it's the only thing we have left in stock. Do you mind if I try it out? No, no, no. Go right ahead. When you're thinking of buying tires, go to the general tire, blow out through the tire with an even silent safety thread. Well, the safety is impossible. Yes. What did he remind you of? To the day. What do you say, Parker? Okay, Jack. What's that, Parker? A sale? No, we might as well all go to lunch. At a boy. Let's go, huh? Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da. Play, Frank. I mean, Don. What's the important thing is how many more safe miles are left in warmer weather means faster driving and longer trips. That's when weak tires fail. Don't risk the terrible consequences of an unexpected blowout. The general blowout through tires give you what no other tire can. The absolute protection of riding on 30 to 40 percent less air. See the general tire dealer tomorrow. The store of this independent tire merchant is not only a quality headquarter, but bargain hunters will find his wax always full of new and used tires of all lengths taken off in exchange for blowout through general. For your own safety and the security, remember this. It's the patented low pressure construction that makes general the only truly blowout through tire. This exclusive feature plus the new silent safety thread makes general the safest tire ever built. In Canada, general tires are built by the general tire and rubber company of Canada Limited, Toronto. This is the last number of the first program in the new general tire series. Well, folks, I hope you all enjoyed our half hour and we'll get to you again at the same time next Friday night. Oh, Don, too many Dons on this program. Good night, folks. This is the National Board Country Club.