 Craft presents the Great Gildersleeve. Craft Cheese Company will also bring you Bing Cross. Every Thursday night present each week at this time Harold Perry of the Great Gildersleeve. Written by Leonard L. Evans. Now let's visit our friend, the Great Gildersleeve, as he prepares to have breakfast this morning with his niece and nephew, Marjorie and Leroy. Marjorie, my dear. It's your birthday, uncle. What? Oh, yes, of course. Today's the 22nd. Same to you, Leroy. Say, Birdie, pick something special for breakfast. Just because it's a holiday, uncle Mort, so be sure and notice it. Oh, you can't help noticing her special pictures, Marjorie. You weren't here for dinner on St. Valentine's Day, but she served a liver in the shape of a heart. Yeah, and on Lincoln's birthday, she piled a bacon and toast up like a log cabin. Yeah. Yeah, but she takes such pains to make everything look so appropriate. I think she's coming now. Oh, yes. Morning, everybody. Well, good morning, Birdie. What's this? No prunes for breakfast? No, sir. I cannot tell a lie. Them's cherries. Oh, well, I see. I suppose you'll bring in little hatchets to break the eggs. No, sir. This morning, we have an Lexington omelet. Lexington omelet? What's that? It's the kind you don't put on the fire till you see the whites of their eggs. A dish. Oh, yeah. Well, it sounds very good for the Constitution. Do you get it? Here's your napkin. Oh, how nice. A red napkin for LeRoy, a white one for Uncle Mark, and a blue one for me. Gee, buddy, you certainly got the spirit of 76 today. I bet you'll bake the cake in the shape of Mom Vernon. No, I don't seem to be able to do that, so I made a Baltimore cake. Why Baltimore, Birdie? Because that's the closest I could get to Washington. Ah, stop going. I don't see how I think all them things to you. Well, it's too bad we aren't going to have a tea party today. You could fix a Boston cream pie for me. Oh, Miss Gisley, now you have fun with me. Oh, no. Now, you both go ahead. I'll be right back with the cooked oats. A la paul revere. La paul revere. Jeepers are hoping she don't come out riding a horse with a powdered wig. Yeah. Sam, do you know what paul revere is? When he finished his ride. No, what'd he say? Whoa! It's corny, but everybody bites. Yeah. Oh, stop, Leroy. I think it's fairly nice and ready to do all these things. Yes, Leroy. I don't know of a better way of digesting your history than eating it. Well, that reminds me. Did you go down and see the dentist yesterday about your loose tooth, Leroy? Well, did you, young man? Who me? Well, seeing I'm not talking to myself, and Marjorie isn't a young man named Leroy, I'm not talking to myself, I'm not talking to myself, I'm not talking to myself, I'm not talking to myself, I'm not talking to myself, this young man named Leroy, yes, I meant you. Oh, I see. Well, did you? Did I want Uncle Frank more? Did you see the dentist yesterday? The dentist? Well, what'd he say? He said, hello. I knew he'd say hello. What did he say should be done about your tooth? Oh, he said absolutely nothing. Not strange. I thought it was ready to be pulled. Leroy, are you sure that young man, where are you going? Oh, I thought I'd go for a walk. Before you've eaten breakfast. Come back here, Leroy. Now, tell me. Did you go to Dr. Collins' office yesterday? Who, me? Let's not go through that routine again. Now, did you or didn't you? Well, I guess I didn't. But meanwhile you said you did, and he said there was absolutely nothing to be done. I did not. Uncle Ward asked me if I saw him. Well, I did, on the street, and he said, hall for me. And I never said that he said there was absolutely nothing to be done. Uncle said, what else did he say? And I said, absolutely nothing. And that's just what he did. He said, absolutely... You stopped crying to deceive me. That was just as bad as telling a deliberate falsehood. And on George Washington's birthday, too. He wouldn't have done a thing like that. No. Really, Lee Roy, I don't know where you pick up such bad habits. Goodness knows, I've tried hard enough to set you a good example. Well, how about last week when you told the cashier at the movies I wasn't 12 yet, so you'd only have to pay a dime? Oh, well... Well, that was, I mean, sometimes even I need to be reminded. I'll remember that, uncle. All right. And also remember that it always pays to tell the truth. Excuse me, Mr. Giltley, but there's a gentleman here to see you. A gentleman? Well, not exactly a gentleman. It's a policeman. A policeman? I can't imagine what in the world one of those dumb flat feet would do. Well, hello, officer, what can I do for you? Excuse me for disturbing your breakfast, but do you know who owns that car that's been parked in front of your house all night? The car in front of this house? Well, no, I can't imagine. You mean out there? Well, come on, that's yours. It is? Oh, well, thank you for telling me, my boy. Yeah, I guess it's mine, officer. You know it's against the law to leave a car parked in the streets all night, mister? Oh, I know. I never heard of such a law. But, Uncle George... I mean, Uncle Morris. Only last week you warned me about leaving the car out. Oh, did I, mind you? Huh? By George. By George. That's right, my dear. They just slipped my mind, officer. I won't forget it again. I'll say you won't, not after you pay a fine in traffic court. Just so you won't forget to show up, here's the summons. Goodbye. What were we talking about? You were saying it always pays to tell the truth. Oh, yes. Now, furthermore, Leroy, yes. Come right in, Oscar. I hurried as fast as I could, Mr. Gildeslie. Did you bring all the books? Good. Set them down right here on the desk. There we are. You know, ever since you called me, I've been wondering why you want the Forrester estate accounts brought here on Sunday. It's Judge Hooker. He runs the probate court, and I have to account to him for Leroy and Marjus' estate. And so he likes to snap the whip every so often. Oh, yes. I've met the judge. He's quite a whipper snapper. Yes. Oscar, he found out about the estate taking over Quiggs' drugstore. And he phoned a little while ago that he's coming over to question me about it. Oh, now I see why you wanted the books. Say, how did we do during the last month? Leroy, let me handle this. How did we do, Oscar? Oh, much better. We only lost $213. Is that considered good? Oh, that's a decided improvement over the month before, when we lost $378. If this keeps up, maybe we'll get out of the red and be in the pink. I wish we'd never gotten mixed up with that drugstore. It's getting to be such a headache. It'll soon start to break even just from the aspirin I buy there. Well, Mr. Gill to sleep. I hate to say I told you so. Yeah, well, then don't. There's a profit to your total loss. I never wanted to operate that cut rate medicine market in the first place, and you know that. Say, Uncle Mort, how did we get into the pharmacy business anyhow? Well, the estate owns the building, Leroy. We rented the store to Mr. Quiggs. But he spent more time trying to train his cap to do tricks than he did taking care of his business. You see, the cap got so good and business got so bad that he took the cap to Hollywood for a career and we took the drugstore for the red. Geez, does that mean I can have all the banana splits I want? It does not, young man. You think banana splits grow on trees? I have to account to Judge Hooker for every penny. Well, I thought you were the executioner of our estate, aren't you? It's executive, Leroy. An executioner is a man who kills awful. That's what Judge Hooker will accuse me of doing. Now, don't you worry, Mr. Gill to sleep. The profits you made for the rest of the estate are far greater than any loss incurred at the drugstore. Yes, but that won't satisfy old droop snoot. Droop snoot? Well, little pet name I have for Judge Hooker, Leroy. Skip it. Well, it's a good thing you're here, Oscar. You can explain everything to him. Oh, I don't think I'd be of any help, Mr. Gill to sleep. No, why not? Oh, the judge doesn't like me very much. So if he's coming, I'd better go. Wait a minute. What's wrong between you and Judge Hooker? Well, when he ran for reelection last time, it just so happened that I was president of the Get the Hook for Hooker Club. Well, goodbye. What's a big pill like you doing in the drugstore business? Well, it's like this, Hooker. Leroy, don't you want to run along outside while I talk to the judge? No, let the boy stay. After all, this concerns him too. Sit down, Leroy. Thanks, Judge. Say, young, can I call him by your pet name? No, no, no, no. Quiet, Leroy. Yes, and don't interrupt, my boy. This is just the same as a court hearing. A court hearing? It is? Raise your right hand. Do you swear to tell the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth to help you? Sit down, Leroy. Now, look here, Judge. Can't we do this some other time? No, I'm too busy these days. Even have to work on George Washington's birthday. Well, speak up, Gilda Sleep. Well, it's like this, Hooker, old pal. Now, cut out the old pal business, Gilda Sleep. This is official. Oh, yes, Your Honor. The estate had a wonderful chance to pick up this business for practically nothing. I see. Was it in good shape when you took it over? Well, it was a going concern. But Uncle Mort, would George have said that? George? What George? Oh, yes, that George. If I get you, Leroy. Well, to be frank, Judge, it had been a going concern. But by the time we got it, it went. Well, how did you happen to take it over in the first place? Well, it was this way. It's Leroy. Are you sure you don't want to go out for a walk or something? Cheapers, no. I don't want to go out for a walk or anything. I figured I'll have more fun here. Yes, so I'm figuring, too. Well, Your Honor, we were dragged into this affair by a train cat. What did he do? Sell it to you? No, he didn't sell it to me. You little know. Little know what, Gilda Sleep? Oh, you little know what I was going to say, Judge. Now, get going. Come on, get going. Yes, all right, Judge. The farmer owner of this pharmacy... I mean, the former owner of this pharmacy... The former owner of this pharmacy neglected his business and fell so far back in his rent that one day we found ourselves in the bicarbonate of ice cream soda business. How's it been doing? Oh, business is a good deal better now than at first. Yeah, Uncle Mort. Tell the judge how much more money you didn't lose this month than you did last. What's this? Losing money. You have no business risking the estate's funds like this, Gilda Sleep? I want you to get rid of that place at once, or I'm going to get rid of you as executor faster than that. Do it quickly, Gilda Sleep. Goodbye. Gee, don't this look serious? Yes, you don't realize how serious it is, Leroy. I've been trying to sell that place for months. I can't get a decent offer. Why not? Because right now, pharmacies are a drug on the market. We'll hear from the great Gilda Sleep again in just a moment. Meantime, I think you'll all agree it's always mighty helpful to have a good reputation. Well, that's certainly true of parquet margarine, the delicious margarine made by Kraft. Lots of people first tried parquet margarine because it's made by Kraft, and just about everybody knows Kraft's reputation for wholesome, fine-tasting foods. You see, people figure that since miracle whip and the other Kraft products are outstandingly good, parquet margarine must be mighty good, too. But what makes people keep right on using parquet margarine is its delicious appetizing flavor that makes it taste so good spread on bread or toast or rolls. Yes, and that goes for cooking, too. Parquet margarine is a real flavor shortening for baking, and you like it for pan-frying because it doesn't spatter or stick to the pan. And remember, parquet margarine is a wholesome, nourishing energy food. And besides that, every pound of parquet contains 9,000 units of vitamin A. So why not find out how good margarine can be by trying delicious parquet margarine tomorrow? Remember, ask for parquet P-A-R-K-A-Y. Parquet made by Kraft. Back to the Great Guilderslave. It's Monday morning and Uncle Mort is no closer to finding a buyer for the drugstore than he was yesterday. Ah, good morning, Uncle. Have a nice rest. I had no rest, my dear. I tossed and turned like a scow in the storm. And I finally dropped off to sleep at about 6 o'clock and had a nasty nightmare in technicolor. Oh, that's too bad. Yes. All I can remember about it was the judge hooker was crossing the Delaware to buy a trained cat at a Hollywood drugstore, and I was doing the rowing. You take things too much to heart, Uncle. Not forget about business for a while and relax. I wish I could, but I'm all strung up like a zither. Maybe today I can get a deal started at that high-priced, cut-rate drugstore. If I could get the judge off my neck and Leroy out of my graying hair. What's Leroy got to do with it, Uncle? Well, you remember that Washington's birthday lecture about truth I gave him yesterday? Oh, yes. Well, he's appointed himself my personal censor. It's rather inconvenient when you're discussing business. And if I'm to get rid of that prescription power, well, sometimes it's going to be necessary to... Hey, my dearie. What are we going to do today? Leroy, I don't know what I'm going to do, but you're going to school, aren't you? I'm going to school on holiday, too. No school on Monday when Washington's birthday falls on Sunday. All right! Oh, my goodness. Leroy, why don't you go to a nice movie today, huh? Several movies. I'll give you the price. Oh, no. I want to go down to the drugstore with you. I figured out a way to save a lot of money. How, Leroy? Well, I can work there after school on Saturdays as a soda joker. I bet I'd make a swell banana splitter. I could sell a lot of bananas. No, Leroy. We're trying to sell a whole thing at once. Not one banana at a time. You'd better go to the movies if you know it's good for me. Mr. Uncle Morse, why don't you get the city drug company to buy? They own most all the other drug stores in town. Yeah, that's just it. They're too darn independent. I went to see the manager and he said he'd take it up with the board of directors. You know, a big business brush off. But, Uncle, don't you know? The city drug company is owned by the Somersfield Investment Corporation and that's controlled by Mrs. Southbury-Twitchell. I thought that old greyhound owned the bus line. He does. Also, the Twitchell steam laundry, the merchant's national bank and four or five apartment houses. Well, I'd underestimated Mrs. Twitchell. Gee, you've got to sell her the drug store, Uncle. I don't underestimate her that much, Leroy. But somebody sold her all those other things. Yes, they did, Uncle. Oh, I know. She'll be over at Red Cross headquarters this morning. Why don't you drive me down now and have her casually get in the conversation with her? I don't think it'll do any good. Oh, go on. You've got a way with the ladies, Uncle. Yeah, if I have, then she's no lady. I've just met her three times and we all already hate each other as if we'd been friends all our lives. Oh, but it won't do any harm to try. Besides, I need a ride down there. Yeah, me too. I'm going to a movie. Well, I don't know what to say. Excuse me, Mr. Giltley, but there's a gentleman here to see you. He's a great jumping jeeps. I forgot to put the car in the garage again last night. If you hold him there, Bertie, while we sneak out to the back and drive away. But, gee, where's George Washington? Never did a thing like that. George Washington never got a traffic ticket either, Leroy. Come on. Wait a minute, Mr. Giltley. This ain't no police. Oh, he isn't? Oh, well, in that case, I was only joking, Leroy. You were? Of course. I wouldn't do a thing like that on a legal holiday after George Washington's birthday. Well, I wouldn't. Bring the man in, Bertie. Yes, sir. Oh, by the way, did he say who he was? He said he's from this city and about the drug store, and supposed to find out how much everything in it is worth. Oh, wait a minute, Bertie. Don't let him in. He must be from the assessor's office. I can't see him now. Why not, Uncle Mort? He'll ask a lot of questions I don't feel right about answering with certain people around here. Bertie, you tell him that I've gone. Yes, sir. But, Uncle Mort, you told me yesterday that we should always tell the truth. Yeah, that's right, Leroy. We will be by the time Bertie gets to the front door. Come on, children, we're sneaking out the back way. Take a look at you before we go in to meet Mrs. Switcher, Uncle Mort. Now, don't be nervous. I'm not a bit nervous, Marjorie. Maybe I'd better throw away my cigar. Now, what did I do with that cigar? You threw it away. What? Oh, yes. Now, let's not get excited. How do I look, Marjorie? Oh, just fine. My, but you're a handsome man. Wait a minute, Marjorie. Remember what Uncle Mort said about telling the truth. Yes, I really think so, Leroy. I'll hold still, Uncle, while I pull the thread. There. Yes, let's look at the movie, Mr. Gillesley. Oh, you mean you are, my dear. Honest, I never saw two more active members of the I'll Scratch Your Back if you'll do the same for me, society. Leroy, goodbye, and enjoy yourself at the movie. Okay, see you later. So long, Marjorie. Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. Well, maybe I'll be able to speak freely now. Ever since I talked against Phibs Leroy has been an impediment in my speech. Well, let's go in now. And remember, just start getting into conversation with her casually, and bring the subject of drug stores up in a very offhand manner. Offhand, all right. They say it's lucky that we're meeting her here in the Red Cross Center in case I have any trouble with the old battle acts. Oh, don't think of it. Come on in now. Yeah, all right. Keep your fingers crossed, T.P. Oh, hello, Edie. Hi, Henrietta. I'll be right there to help you, Ruth. Oh, Mrs. Switchall. Oh, it's so nice seeing you again. Oh, how do, my dear. Well, goodbye, Uncle Mort. Thank you ever so much for bringing me down. Oh, by the way, you know Mrs. Salisbury, T.Witchell, don't you, Uncle Mort? Oh, I yes, of course. How are you this lovely morning, Mrs. Switchall? Fine. You know, it's a mighty curious thing, Mrs. Switchall, but I just discovered that we're business rivals. I suppose you're talking about my laundry. What are you doing, taking in washing? Oh, no, no, nothing like that. Just a drug store. Oh, drug store? Oh, yes, you know, a place where they sell postage stamps, sandwiches, and once in a while a bottle of fly spray. I am aware of drug stores, Mr. Gildersleeve. I just don't happen to remember that I own any. Well, well, think of that, Marjorie. Mrs. Switchall has so many drug stores, she doesn't know she owns any. Well, I think my uncle meant a city drug chain, Mrs. Switchall. Oh, yes, that, I see. Excuse me, Uncle Morton, can I see you a second? You forgot to give me the dough for the show. Oh, well, just as soon as I'm finished, Leroy, as I was saying, Mrs. Switchall, we have acquired the ownership of Quigg's drug store. And while it's not what you might call real competition at present, we're considering branching out, and we may soon give you a run for your money. Indeed. Yes. We've got plans to put a drug store on every corner downtown. Uncle, remember George Washington? Yes. We're going to call him the George Washington drug stores. Oh, Uncle. Yes. However, Mrs. Switchall, we might consider selling out, since we have so many other interests. That is a very good idea, Mr. Goethe. Oh, do you think so? Yes, indeed. I had so many other interests myself. I sold all my drug stores to a New York chain last month. Goodbye. Oh, this is one of my bad days. Now, maybe I'll get a little peace and quiet for a while. Then Leroy, he ain't with you, huh? No, he's going to see a movie. I always enjoy the movie show Leroy Sees. I can rest so nicely while he's there. Excuse me for saying so, Mr. Giffley, but you seem to be acting kind of skitterish lately. Skitterish? Oh, you mean nervous. Well, yes, you prefer your language without any flavor to it. I suppose I have been a bit jumpy. Leroy's been trying to make another George Washington on me, and I've been telling the truth until I'm red, white, and blue in the face. Well, what you need is a little rest. Yeah, that's right. And thank goodness you got rid of that tax assessor. Oh, but Mr. Gillis... Can you imagine what a tax bill I'd have with Leroy around to gum up the works? Shh, Mr. Giffley. Why should I shh, Mr. Gillisley? There's nothing to hear me hear, is there? Yes, that's the man who's writing the living room. Who? I couldn't get rid of him. Oh, sometimes I'd like to be a hermit if I could find a nice warm cave. Well, he's waiting for me. How do you do, sir? Mr. Gillis-Leave? Yeah, that's me. My name is Shower's Mr. Gillis-Leave. I'm from the city. Oh, yes, the maid told me. You want to get evaluation on that drugstore, we all. That's right. I've been down there several times and never could catch you in, so I came out here. Hope you don't mind. Oh, not at all. Pay your taxes and help smash the axes. That's my slogan. Suppose we get out of the drugstore now so you can get a small idea of what to assess us. Have you got a car? Oh, yes, but I'm saving rubber, so I left it home. You think that's a good idea? Oh, splendid idea. In fact, I like it so much, I'm going to leave mine home, too. Come on, we'll walk. I didn't realize it was so far down here. Neither did I. Remind me to treat you to a corn plaster. Let's get started. Just haul out your notebook and shoot the questions to me. All right. Suppose we begin with those neon signs outside, the ones that read, quigs open all night pharmacy. What do they work? Oh, about 25, 20, 15 dollars. For the both of them, of course. They look like they cost a lot more. Yeah, that's true. But they haven't much resale value. Where are you going to find anyone named Quigs, who is not only a druggist, but also stays up nights? No, on second thought, I don't think they're worth more than 10 dollars. Signs, 10 dollars. Now, inside, how about soda fountain? That looks very nice and new. Oh, the seats are pretty warm. I'll show you what I mean. Young man, I wonder if you mind standing up a minute. Oh, Leroy, what are you doing here? Oh, I'm having a double nut chocolate sundae with whipped cream and lemon phosphate to wash it down. What's the matter? Are you getting tired of banana splits? Yeah, I've had three of them already. What are you and that man doing, Uncle? Nothing to need concern you, my boy. Excuse the interruption, Mr. Showers. Now, what were we saying? How long have you had that soda fountain? Oh, quite a long time. Oh, not this one, Uncle Ward. Don't you remember? He paid $3,000 for it right after the first of the year. $3,000, eh? Isn't it lucky I have my little nephew here to remind me. Say, do you want me to help you in case you forget anything else, Uncle? No, Leroy. Why don't you have some more nice ice cream? You're a growing boy, and you need the vitamins. Well, thanks, but I'll have to wait a little while before I can eat any more. I'll just tag along with you. Oh, that'll be ducky. Yeah, Donald ducky. Now, what is your next question, Mr. Showers? How about these other fixtures? The cigar counter, the perfume displays, and these glass cabinets. Oh, well, to tell the truth, they're new, too. Yes, to tell the truth. If the bill for them came to $4,400... Well, that takes care of the fixtures. How about the merchandise? Have you got an inventory? What's an inventory, Uncle? Something you invent? Leroy, please. I have enough headaches as it is. An inventory is a list of all the things the drugstore has that are just as good as the things folks come in for that you're out of. Yes, I suppose you took one last month. I suppose we did. I'll have to ask the cashier. Oh, Miss Capstaff. Yes? Oh, hello, Mr. Kildiff, lady. A little nephew was just in here looking for you. Did you see a little girl? She must have seen him, because here he is right beside you. Hello, Leroy. Yes. Miss Capstaff, would you please bring out the drug inventory we made last month? Yeah, and don't forget the one for cigars and candy and hardware and paste and powder. Oh, yes. I was forgetting them, wasn't I? Bring them all here, Miss Capstaff. All righty. I'll be right back. I know exactly where they are, either in the safe or by the way or behind the kitchen. Yes. While we're waiting, don't forget to tell the man about the big refrigerator we have downstairs and that new dishwasher in the kitchen. Keep it up, Leroy, and you're going to be the new dishwasher in the kitchen. Oh, yes, Mr. Showers, I'd forgotten about them. You see, they set us back somewhere in the neighborhood of... Eight hundred and thirty-seven dollars and twenty-one cents. Well, the boy has an uncanny knack for figures. He'll probably turn out to be an accountant when he grows up. If he grows up. Well, here comes Miss Capstaff back with the inventories. I'll tell you the truth, Mr. Gilm-Sleeve. I also found a list of all the merchandise he brought since the inventory was taken. Do you want that, too? Oh, yes, you might as well. Here you are, Mr. Showers. Is there anything else you'd like to know? There's a matter of goodwill and outstanding accounts. Oh, gee, we've got a lot of goodwill. On account of we've got so many outstanding accounts. Leroy, that'll be all. Not another word, out of you or... I will say anything else. I should judge that goodwill was worth about fifteen hundred... Two thousand dollars. And our accounts receivable. Oh, I was talking to Mr. Fins, the bookkeeper, about them only yesterday, and he says that they amount to around a thousand and he thinks... Thank you, Miss Capstaff, that'll be all. Oh, are you sure there's nothing else? No, Miss Capstaff, you've done enough. Oh, thank you. Now, Mr. Showers, have you got all the information you want? Yes, according to my figures, the valuation on this property will run to about twenty-eight thousand five hundred. Oh, twenty-eight thousand five hundred. Jumping jelly beans. How much of a tax will we have to pay on that? I might as well confess, Mr. Gilda Sleeve, I'm not the tax assessor. What? You're not? Then why did you say you were? I didn't. You just got that notion all by yourself. You see, I figured I could get a pretty low honest valuation on this store if I let you go ahead assuming that I was. But then who are you? I'm an appraiser hired by the city drug chain. They're going to make you an offer to buy this place based on the figures I just got. Yes, my boy. I hope you've learned your lesson from this. Honesty always pays, Leroy. The great Gilda Sleeve will be with us again in a few minutes. But right now, let me remind you, mothers and housewives, that these days call for energy. Every one of us is working harder than ever. That's why the energy-producing foods are so important. Foods like parquet margarine made by Kraft. You see, parquet margarine is one of the best energy foods you can serve. It helps to refuel the body and replace energy used up in hard work or play. What's more, wholesome nourishing parquet margarine is a dependable year-round source of vitamin A. Yes, every pound of parquet contains 9,000 units of this important vitamin. Now, of course, food value is mighty important. But flavor is important, too. Well, parquet margarine is outstanding on both scores. Yes, whether you use parquet margarine as a spread for bread, a flavor shortening for baking, or for pan-frying, you'll find it has a luscious, tempting flavor your family's sure to like. Best of all, parquet margarine is economical. It can save you money every day. So why not try it? Kraft's delicious economical margarine called parquet. P-A-R-K-A-Y. Deal across, didn't I, Uncle? Yes. All I have to worry about is where to invest that money again. Oh, no, you don't, Uncle Moore. I know just where it'll be safest and do the most good. Oh, where's Adley Roy? Good old United States defense bond. Oh, of course. Uncle Sam can put to work every dollar we can spare. Good night, folks. See you with us again next week at the same time for the further adventures of The Great Gilders League. This program came to you from Hollywood.