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The Great Gilder Sleeve worked later than usual at the water department today and it's well into the winter evening as he turns the corner heading for home. Window lights glisten on the new snow, and our water commissioners heart is warm with thoughts of home and fireside. Yes, sir. This will be a fine night together with the little family around the fireplace and pop some corn. Make up a batch of molasses candy. Well, Leroy. You all right? Climb on. I guess I can be a horse for half a block. OK, I'm on. Get it out. Here we go. Like a horse? Put the rope in your mouth. Boy, let's just go along this way. OK, I'll... Leroy, it's pretty late for you to be out playing. How does it happen you're not in the house? Oh, old Marge is on the war path. What a sister. You watch this about your sister? I can't figure her out. Holy cow, if you look crosswise, how is it you're picking on her? You, my goodness. I went outside. Let Bronco put up with her. Poor guy, he's married to her. Well, we have to be especially considerate of Marge right now, Leroy. You know, the baby will be along very soon. It makes a big difference. She's easily upset. You're telling me. There's no living with her. If I can see, I should have come home earlier. This family falls to pieces when I'm not around. I'm not falling to pieces. I got out. When you're in trouble, Leroy, you butt into other people's affairs. Marge and Bronco will get along fine if you just leave them alone. Oh, I said... You shouldn't have said anything. Marge is very touchy right now. We simply have to go about the house quietly and happily, saying nothing. Is that what you're going to do when you get home? Absolutely. This I got to see. Get it out. Marge, Bronco, birdie. Now you run along the bed, Leroy. Can't I stay up and watch? There's not going to be anything to watch. I'm home now. Everything's going to be fine. Can I leave my door open? Good evening, Marjorie. Good evening, Mr. Killer Slim. Well, Bronco, the young father soon to be. Yeah. Oh, we're so happy, Yankee. It just seems too wonderful to be true. Isn't that sweet. Oh, where's my hat, Marge? I'll go down to the drugstore and get that hand lotion you wanted. Well, your hat's on the table, darling. And will you get me a jar of face cream? Oh, sure, honey. You really love Berks and that Leroy. Goodbye, darling. Bronco. What is it, honey? You didn't even kiss me goodbye. But I'm only going to the drugstore. Well, what's your hurry? No, just a minute. But darling, is the drugstore more important than your own wife? Well, no, but the hand cream. Why are you so anxious to get me hand cream? I didn't say I was. Aren't my hands attractive anymore? Is that what you're trying to tell me? Your old brother. Marge, honey, but you asked me to go. You need the face cream. I didn't say that. I'm just an old... I don't blame you for running off to the drugstore. You want to get away from me. Leroy, you go to bed. To the drugstore. Didn't she, Mr. Gilder Sleeve? Yeah, wait. Leave me out of this. I'm a neutral party. He can't wait to get out of the house. You can see that, can't you, Uncle Morse? Yes. Yeah, I mean, no. I didn't see anything. I didn't see anything. Oh, boy. I didn't mean to do anything wrong. Bronco loves his little darling. Are you sure? Cross my heart. Be good to me, Bronco. It's all over. They're in love again. Gilder Sleeve, you're clever. You in the kitchen? I'm here, Mr. Gilder Sleeve. Good. I wondered what you were. I'm in the kitchen, and that's where I'm staying, in the kitchen. Well, everything's all right now, Bertie. I'm home. The only place to be around here is in the kitchen. Yeah, I know what you mean, Bertie. But it's all straightened out now. It's been pretty lively around here today. So I hear, Bertie. Well, I'm home now. Yes. The way Ms. Marger's acting, that stork is warming up for the takeoff. Well, just do as I do, Bertie. Don't interfere. Just be neutral. Yes. It's been stormy weather today with Ms. Marger. I'd no sooner get upstairs to dust the bedrooms and bang, come to lightning than I'd run for the kitchen. Yeah, I know, Bertie. And into the living room to dust the piano, bang, come to lightning than I'd run for the kitchen. Yeah, I understand, Bertie. All I've been doing all day is dusting and running. Well, Marger and Bronco have passed up all their little differences. The storms are over. And simply because I refuse to take sides, Bertie, that's solved the whole thing. You sure? Positively. They're in the living room right now, billing and cooling. Yeah, George, it just proves that when young couples have difficulties at a time like this, it's because some older person interferes, tries to give advice. Yes. I know. I didn't say that. Bang, run for the kitchen. Bertie. I forgot we had the kitchen. Now what happened? She went upstairs. Poor Marger. She's just not herself. Excuse me, Mr. Gilsey, I'll go and see if I can help. Oh, what a family. Everything was so peaceful. Hello, Mr. Gilsey. Come out in the kitchen, Bronco. It's the only safe place in the house. I can't figure it out. What do I say? How do I say it so that she can make it come out something else? Well, as I said before, Bronco, I'm not taking sides or giving any advice. If I only knew what to do to keep son like this, I don't know if I'll live till a baby gets here. Poor kid. What would you do if you were in my shoes, Mr. Gilder-Sleeve? Well... You've lived longer than I have, and you always seem to know a lot about women. Well, I do. Do you any doubt, Bronco? Always let a woman have her way. Simply say yes to everything. Everything? Yes, indeed. You might be anything she wants. Promise her anything. Anything that'll make her happy. Do you think that's safe? Certainly. This situation won't last long. In another month or six weeks, the baby will be here. And it'll all be forgotten. Yeah. Yeah, you're right. You bet. Mr. Gilder-Sleeve, I should have talked to you long ago. Well, you've been pretty busy. Thanks a lot. You're welcome. There's a smart boy. Bread's gonna feel good tonight. Midnight. Yeah, what the heck? It was an evening well spent. Getting Bronco straightened out. After all, why shouldn't I give him advice? Nothing wrong with telling a fellow to give a woman her own way. She'll get it eventually anyway. Bronco won't have any more problems. Neither will I. Jeet. Hee-hoo. Hee-hee-hee-hee. Oh, bad. Pretty neat, though, I put Bronco on the right track. Just a matter of understanding people. Human nature. Maybe I ought to be a psychiatrist. How's that? Who's in the hall? It's I, Mr. Gilder-Sleeve. What are you doing prowling around the dark, Bronco? Marge wants me to get her purse. She left it in the car. Can't you get it in the morning? It's perfectly safe. The garage is locked. Marge wants me to get it now. You know what you told me, Mr. Gilder-Sleeve. Sorry, I woke you up. That's all right. You wonder if I can get back to sleep. Bronco will get Marge's purse. And then she'll be happy. After all, that's the important thing. In Gilder-Sleeve, you have an instinctive sense of how to handle a woman. Bronco's just young and inexperienced. And that's all. It's I, Mr. Gilder-Sleeve. What's the matter now? I'm going downstairs. Marge is in the sewing room reading. She wants me to get last Sunday's paper. You over. Last Sunday's paper. Why doesn't she go to sleep? She doesn't want to go to sleep. She wants last Sunday's paper. You know what you said, Mr. Gilder-Sleeve? Well, look in the back porch. Okay. Last Sunday's paper. There's silly ideas in the middle of the night. Still, anything to keep her happy. She'll...she'll read a while, and drop off to sleep. Everybody will be happy. Of course, it's pretty tough on Bronco. That is the only way. And she'll love him for it. That's the main thing. Hmm... psychiatrist, you'd better get some shut-eye. Bronco, is that you? Yeah, that's me. Now what's the matter? Marge is hungry. We'll get her a sandwich. She doesn't want a sandwich. What does she want? Sour crowd. No, for heaven's sake. Ask Bertie if we have it. I did. We haven't. Well, tell Marge to go to sleep. This is ridiculous. Mr. Gilder-Sleeve, I did just as you told me. And she said, Bronco, I'm hungry for sour crowd. I said, darling, I'll get you sour crowd. But Bronco, where are you going to find it at this time of night? I don't know, but I have to find it someplace. I did like you said. I promised. You, brother, in the middle of the night, hunting for sour crowd. What are we going to do, Mr. Gilder-Sleeve? There's only one thing to do. Psychiatrists, get off your couch. Sleeve, we'll be back in just a moment. Have you seen those neat square packages marked Kraft deluxe slices in your grocery's dairy case? 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Those neat packages of Kraft deluxe slices take up so little room in your refrigerator, you can keep several kinds on hand always. So tomorrow, be sure to look in your grocery's dairy case for those handy slices of extra delicious processed cheese, Kraft deluxe slices. Now, let's get back to the great Gilderslee. With Marjorie and Bronco anticipating a visit from the stork, our water commissioner is finding life a little complicated. For example, it's after midnight, and Bronco has awakened the great man to inform him that Marjorie is hungry. Does she want a sandwich? No. Glass of milk? No. She wants sauerkraut. Sauerkraut in the middle of the night. Bronco, she must be dreaming. No, she's not, Mr. Gilderslee. She's sitting up reading a newspaper. That's where she got the idea. You what idea? In the paper, there's a picture of a man pitching hay. She said it made her hungry for sauerkraut. Oh, brother. You told me to give her anything she wanted. But this is impossible. There are no stores open. There's no place to get sauerkraut at this time of night. But, Mr. Gilderslee, you said that I... Bronco, the trouble with you is you don't know when to be firm with Marjorie. Where to draw the line? You can't give in to every little whim. She won't respect you. Well, I want to do everything I can. Certainly, my boy. But you have to learn how to say no. She'll run you ragged. Who's running ragged? Leroy, get back in bed. Who's running ragged? Nobody. What are you talking about? Nothing. In the middle of the night. What'll I do, Mr. Gilderslee? I told Marge I'd get her some sauerkraut. I can't go back on my word. You're a good boy, Bronco. You run back to bed. I'll explain to Marjorie. Well... Don't you worry about it. I understand women a little better than you do. Just leave it to me. All right. Thanks, Mr. Gilderslee. Sure. You'll simply go and tell Marjorie if she's hungry she can eat what we have in the house. And that, Bronco. The way he lets Marjorie wrap him around her finger. Marjorie... Well, reading pretty late, aren't you, my dear? And you know, Anki, all of a sudden I have a terrific craving for sauerkraut. Well... And Bronco is so sweet. He insisted he's going to get some for me. No, Marjorie. Bronco's tired. In fact, I just told him to go back to bed. Oh, you're a darling, Anki. But do you think you can find sauerkraut this late at night? You're like... Who? Me? You've never been so hungry for anything before in my life. All I can think of is a big plate of sauerkraut. But Marjorie... Oh, you're such a dear, Anki. Getting out of bed to do this just for me. I don't want much, really. Just a little bit of sauerkraut. But you just said... Oh, I'm a terrible nuisance, aren't I? No, certainly not. Making you get up at this time of night to wait on me? Well, I don't mind that. It's just that... Oh, you're so good to me, Uncle Morris. No, no, it's all right. Yes, you do. Yes, you do. You deserve the best of everything. I don't know, but I'll find it if I have to crawl in my hands and knees to Milwaukee. I should have worn an overcoat over my overcoat. You had a night to be out hunting for sauerkraut. Still, anything for little Marjorie. By George, you'll never forget that her old uncle got up in the middle of the night to get his sauerkraut. Here's Peabee's house. He's an old friend. Maybe he'll have some. And now it's Peabee without waking up Mrs. Peabee. Peabee. Yo, Peabee. Peabee. Oop. Somebody turned on a light. Yeah, he's coming. Hello, Peabee. Is that you, Mr. Guilhery? It's yours, baby. You open the door and let me in. It's freezing out here. Right, great. Sorry to wake you up in the middle of the night, Peabee. But this is urgent. What happened? Did the dam go out? No, nothing like that. Peabee, I've got to have some sauerkraut. How's that? It's for Marjorie. You know how it is, Peabee. The baby will be along soon. Don't you think it ought to have milk? Not for the baby. The sauerkraut's for Marjorie. Is the baby going to be born tonight? No, Peabee. Haven't you heard of prospective mothers having cravings for strange food? Yeah. You're all right. There's only one thing in the world that Marjorie wants, and that's some sauerkraut. Yeah, I promised I'd get it for her, Peabee. How about it? Do you have any? No. But how about some cheesecake? That's what Mrs. Peabee's sister ate when she was expecting. No, thanks. Well, if she wants something sour, I could let you have some of Mrs. Peabee's lemon fritters. You know, that's very kind of you, Peabee. But Marjorie has her heart set on sauerkraut. Nothing else will do. Well, if you could wait till tomorrow... Yeah, I can't wait until tomorrow. You don't understand how the mind of a prospective mother works. You know, I do. What was that? That was Mrs. Peabee tapping on the floor with her mentholatum gyre. That means come upstairs. Oh, for goodness' sake. Peabee, you let women lead you around by the nose. Yeah, I'm not walking around in the snow looking for sauerkraut. Out! We have one more chance. Judge Hooker, you wonder if the old goat eats sauerkraut. You know, if he does, he probably cooks it in K-like water. Well, you might have it. He's worth trying. Oh, Judge! You over. Judge, stop bleeding. You'll wake up the whole neighborhood. Come down and open the door. Yes, Judge! I want to talk to you. It's very important. And hurry up. I'm freezing. I'm in the front porch at three below zero. Oh, it's cold. Oh, why doesn't that old goat hurry up? He takes his time at a time like this. Oh, it's cold. Gildy, what are you doing out at this hour of the night? Yeah, I'm gathering icicles. Let me in, Judge. Nothing happened. We have an emergency in our house. It's the baby. The baby's here. No, wait. No, not yet. This is for my children. I've got to find her some sauerkraut. You understand these things, Judge? It's the only thing she wants. And I promised I'd get it for her. Oh, I understand. Bless your heart. And bless you, too, Gildy, for being so thoughtful. Thank you, Judge. Launching forth into the bitter night in search of a tidbit to please the little mother-to-be. You all right, Judge? Do you have any sauerkraut? No, I haven't, Gildy. I think I know where we can find some. You bless you, Judge. Where is it? Well, my friend, Miss Matterhorn, puts up sauerkraut. Miss Matterhorn? She lives over on the corner of Spruce and Crocker Streets. A lovely girl. You can walk in any time, and she'll welcome you with a cozy of tea and a tray of the most delicious macaroons. Yeah, I know. But, Judge... And sugar doughnuts that she bakes herself. Come to think of it, Gildy. I'll put on my overshoes and go with you. Three o'clock in the morning. Goodbye, George. I got the sauerkraut. Gildy, sleep when you decide to do something you do it. Yeah, I can't wait to see the expression on Marjorie's face. She never thought I'd do it. It was my key. Darn slippery plate. The sauerkraut running down my sleeve. You must have let the key in my other pants. Confirm it. Birdie! Birdie! Birdie, hurry up! That you, Mr. Gildsleeve? Yes, it's me. Let me in quick. Land a life. Where have you been? Well, I've been out getting something for Marjorie, Birdie. Where is she? She's in your study. What you got in that plate, Mr. Gildsleeve? Sauerkraut. For Marjorie. I promised her I'd get it. And I did. It's a good thing somebody in this house understands the girl. Yes, sir. You bring some forks and things, Birdie. I'm going in and present the big surprise. Yes, sir. Marjorie! Here comes your uncle. Who would guess what? Marjorie. Marjorie? She's asleep in the chair. Probably dreaming of a big plate of sauerkraut. Y'all holding under her nose. Watching her wake up, smiling. It doesn't matter. It's me, Marjorie. Anki, look what I brought you. What is it? Just what you wanted, my dear. Sauerkraut. Sauerkraut? Yes, just what you wanted. Anki, it doesn't look nearly as good as I thought it would. Marjorie. You know what I'd really like, Anki? You're right. Watermelon. Oh, my goodness. Right back to please all the folks at your house. There are five delicious varieties of Kraft Deluxe Slices. So everyone can enjoy these perfect slices of extra good eating pasteurized processed cheese. Whether it's wonderfully mellow Kraft American, Kraft American with scarlet pimentos added, delightful nut sweet Kraft Swiss, Kraft Brick with that deep down rich taste, or sharp old English brand. You'll want to have several kinds on hand always because these perfect slices are so handy for cheese snacks and sandwiches you can fix easily and quick as a wink. Tomorrow, look in your grocery's dairy case for the five delicious varieties of Kraft Deluxe Slices. Birdie, is that you? Yeah. Mr. Gilles? What are you doing up? I'm just looking around, checking up on all these dear hearts and gentle people. Well, you'd better get some sleep, Birdie. I'll keep an eye on the little family. Yes, sir. It's been a long night. It sure has, Birdie. Good night. Good night, Mr. Gilles. There's a good woman. Well, let's see. Here, Leroy's asleep at last. Marjorie's asleep on the couch in my study. You wonder how Bronco's doing? Yeah, there he is. He's sleeping, too. He'll sleep well, Bronco. You'll be your father soon. And a good father, too. Isn't easy right now. It's your kind and good. And you and Marjorie will be happy. Good night, young man. You've had a busy day. Good night, folks. Good night. Sandy White with Music by Robert Armbruster. Included in the cast are Walter Tetley, Mary Lee Rod, Lillian Randolph, Dick Cranagh, Earl Ross, and Dick the Grand. This is John Easton saying good night for the Kraft Foods Company, makers of the famous line of Kraft quality food products. Be sure to listen in next Wednesday and every Wednesday for the further adventures of The Great Gilder Sleep. 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